“Good morning~ Ning Chu!”

No matter the time, Yan Xinya was always full of energy, like a husky that never runs out of steam.

She enthusiastically pounced toward Ning Chu, her rosy cheeks coming close, her tail wagging so fast it left a blur.

With a look of utter resignation, Ning Chu held her hand out, pressing down on that small face trying to snuggle up to her, and sighed helplessly, “Stop it. I’m not in a good mood.”

“What’s wrong?!”

She kicked at the air a couple of times, grumbling, “My shoes got soaked… It’s so uncomfortable…”

Just after …