Since Cook was also an Alaskan Dog, she wasn't afraid of this type of canine. Besides, this one seemed calm and friendly.
"Don't touch it," Barto's voice drifted down from above Gu Ning's head.
Gu Ning cleared her throat and turned back to him, her eyes curving into a smile.
Barto ruffled her hair. "You'll leave your scent on it if you touch it."
"Passes."
The security team members leaped from the sled. Their leader walked over to the driver's side of the vehicle and knocked. He then rounded the vehicle to Gu Ning's side, propped a hand on the roof above her window, and leaned in to look—
Gu Ning's eyes met the team leader's. She instinctively sat up straighter, forcing a calm expression as she gave him a little wave.
"..."
The team leader's gaze lingered on her face for a few seconds before sweeping over the other occupants of the vehicle.
Alex asked, "Is there a problem?"
Lanuo said, "Hey there, puppy."
Barto crossed his arms and gave a perfunctory wave.
