The Filipino maid looked at her with increasing curiosity, and Jiang Nuan felt more and more awkward.
"I’ve been taking your stuff without reciprocating, it’s really embarrassing. I want to help out with sothing as well."
She was just being polite, but the maid thought for a while, clapped her hands, "Actually, there is sothing you could help with."
"??"
Jiang Nuan already ntioned how she felt bad about taking things, and now that the maid has spoken, she couldn’t just say, ’I was just being polite, don’t take it seriously,’ so she asked begrudgingly, "What is it?"
"Please wait a mont."
Soon, a furry ball was brought out, and the maid handed it to her.
"This is a little dog that Mr. Fu bought, called Nuan Tuan. Mr. Fu usually calls it Nuannuan or Tuan. Mr. Fu has bad legs and can’t walk it. I need to take care of him, go grocery shopping, cook, clean the house, and I leave after work in the afternoon. There’s no one to take it for a walk. If it’s convenient for you, could you please take it out for a walk every day? You can bring it back to the house directly after the walk. If I’m ho, I’ll feed it water and dog food. If I’m not, Mr. Fu will take care of it."
Jiang Nuan looked at the chubby little corgi held in front of her, her mouth twitched twice, and she took it over, "Nuannuan?"
"Woof!"
As if responding to her, the little corgi made a joyful sound.
The maid happily said, "Nuan Tuan really likes you, so we’ll leave it to you."
Jiang Nuan took the dog back to her house. The little corgi was probably around two months old, and its ears hadn’t stood up yet, the droopy ears looked like a little potato, inexplicably reminding her of the big yellow dog she had found in the past.
"Woof woof~"
The little fellow wasn’t scared at all in the new place, circling Jiang Nuan excitedly and howling happily.
Its big, distinct black and white eyes and signature short legs barely showed its breed.
Seeing its eagerness to go out and play, Jiang Nuan squatted down and jokingly poked its forehead.
"Little guy, who gave you this na, your owner? You don’t really look like a ’Nuan Tuan’ to ; I think Little Potato suits you better. I don’t want to share a na with a dog. From now on, when you’re with , you’ll be called Little Potato, okay?"
"Woof!"
Dogs don’t understand human language; it just kept circling Jiang Nuan, with an expression that was adorably silly and flattering.
Thinking about how it was bossed around by her new neighbor across the street always running to her with that expression...
"Nuannuan, co over."
"Nuannuan, eat your dog food."
"Nuannuan, sit down and shake hands."
Just imagining it, Jiang Nuan felt like she was being scolded.
Luckily, she didn’t introduce herself by na. If the maid knew her nickna was also Nuannuan, it would be quite awkward.
"Little Potato, you agreed to this yourself, so you can’t complain to your owner later."
"Woof woof."
"Then let’s go for a walk, wait for while I grab my wallet and buy you a leash."
"Woof woof woof."
"Haha, can you change your tune?"
"Woof."
"Alright, I forgot you’re a dog. If you were to ow at , now that would be weird."
Jiang Nuan already liked dogs, corgis being one of the breeds she always wanted. The reason she hadn’t kept one was that she was living here alone, was usually busy with work, and worried she wouldn’t be able to take care of it well. Now, with her neighbor having one and letting her play with it for free, she happily accepted the dog-walking task. Daydreaming as she changed into sportswear, she took the little dog for a leisurely stroll...
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