Super Uncle

Xiao Quan glanced at the watchdog at the gate, with a pointed muzzle, flat ears standing upright. It was clearly a Chinese native breed. It seemed that this era had much to do with ancient China, but Xiao Quan still wasn't sure what dynasty it was.,At that moment, a tall and burly man stood outside the door, refusing to step inside even half a step, but his voice was deep and powerful.,"Woof…" The little yellow dog raised its head and gave him a withering look, then turned over and continued to sleep.。