"How do you know it doesn't have an owner?" Lan Xin Ai smiled.
"You can see its limbs are all dirty, it's clearly a stray dog."
Xiao Yan lifted the dog's paw, which was full of black mud.
Lan Xin Ai raised an eyebrow, she knew her son was observant, but she didn't expect him to be so meticulous.
"Xiao Yan, what are you thinking of?" Mr. Xi saw through his son's little schemes.
"Daddy, can I keep it?"
"No."
Before Ye Mo could answer, Lan Xin Ai spoke up. It wasn't that she lacked sympathy, but Xiao Yan was too young, and she didn't want to keep a dog in case it might hurt him.
"Mommy, I will bathe it every day, please let me keep it."
Xiao Yan cuddled against Lan Xin Ai's thigh and cooed.
"Xiao Yan, Mommy promises you, when you're a bit older, you can keep a pet, okay?"
"Okay then."
Xiao Yan nodded reluctantly.
Seeing Xiao Yan disappointed, Lan Xin Ai no longer felt like jogging: "Let's go, we're heading home."
