Sometimes the signals sent by parents are like cats, and we bark in response; sometimes they are like dogs barking, and we meow in response. "Woof..." "Woof woof..." "Leng Buding," Xin Yi yawned, "I want to lose weight, you are my little dog, so..." Xin Yi spread his hands, knelt down and rubbed Leng Buding's head, "You have to accompany me, cut the ham in half every day." "Woof woof woof..." Leng Buding screamed louder, and his whole body rolled on the ground to express his protest. "Stop barking, unless you can make cat sounds," Xin Yi became interested and teased it, "Come and tell me, meow..." "Meow..." "Stop barking, Liang Baikai, cats are not allowed in the pudding restaurant, only dogs." "Meow..." Liang Baikai licked his paws and looked at Ning Yihong pitifully. "Good boy." Ning Yihong touched its head, "Pretending to be cute is useless unless you can turn into a dog." "Woof..." Dogs can't make meowing sounds, and cats can't turn into dogs, so...