Long Yunyun stretched out a hand to tease the little Lucky who was fast asleep on her back, paws up in the air. When a bubble appeared on its snout and burst by itself, scaring the little creature, Long Yunyun couldn't help but burst into laughter with it.
This woman, who had just found little Lucky ugly, was now its devoted little fan.
Zhang Baobao looked at Long Yunyun cradling little Lucky in her hands, wishing he could turn into a little panda himself and be held by her too.
"Let me hold him too," Zhang Baobao edged closer and pleaded with a puppy-dog face.
Long Yunyun glanced at Zhang Baobao, turned her head away, and said coldly, "Go away, don't you corrupt little Lucky with your smell of copper."
Zhang Baobao was on the verge of tears, "Is it my fault for being rich? What can I do if my family insists on making me wear these clothes?"
But no matter what he said, Long Yunyun simply ignored him, gently stroking little Lucky's furless belly, making it giggle in its sleep.
