The kitten: "Meow meow meow!"
'—It's me, it's me!'
Xiang Yi: "!"
The girl, who was usually very calm and unperturbed, became starry-eyed in surprise.
Xiang Feng: "What bucket*? Bucket bag? Which brand do you want? Uncle will buy it for you!"
"Uhm, uncle, I think he's hungry. I'll take him and make some goat milk powder."
Xiang Yi received the kitten from his hands, comfortably grabbing him by the nape of his neck.
Xiang Feng spat, "Hey, be careful! This cat has a temper, it almost scratched me..."
"Meow~"
The cat with the supposedly big temper nudged Xiang Yi with his head, as if he had been wronged.
Xiang Feng: "..."
Okay, it was not his first day to know that little Xiang Yi was loved by small animals.
As for him… He was probably the type that even dogs hated…
In the kitchen.
Xiang Yi's voice was soft. "Tong Tong, how did you turn into... a cat? Didn't you say you would turn into a tiger?"
