If I Fall for My Sister Again in My Next Life, I’ll Be a Dog

I’m a dog demon. I may be a dog, but I’m the daughter of the Demon King.

Lin Wanshi: “From now on, your name is Jingze.”

Compared with humans, demons and devils live far longer. When Lin Wanshi’s time was nearly up, she gave me one last kiss. She never blamed me for taking up her whole life.

When I woke from my next long slumber, the world had changed beyond recognition. Spiritual energy was nearly depleted, and I’d gone from Demon King to pet dog, specifically a Chinese rural dog.

When I saw Lin Wanshi, now a middle-school freshman, walking by with her friends, I barked desperately. “Woof, woof!”

Lin Wanshi said, “Little dog, if your family doesn’t come for you, come home with me.”

I paced anxiously, close to tears, and thought, “But my family is right here in front of me!”

Devoted puppy-dog lover × peerless prodigy of a senior girl