Back home, Bai Jiaoyue looked at the Golden Horn King and the Silver Horn King at home. "If you go too, what will become of these two?"
"Sir Jing is already a mature old cat, he can take care of himself and Xiaojiu," Shen Fu stroked its golden fur twice, "The cat food is sufficient, the cat litter is thick, tell me, can you complete the mission!"
"Meow?" Sir Jing meowed in confusion.
Shen Fu: "You see, how straightforward his agreement is!"
"Asking one cat to take care of another, you really are a dog."
Shen Fu thought for a moment, "Oh, and there's this!"
He pulled out a small and cute surveillance camera and placed it on the coffee table, "This can be adjusted for angle, no blind spots in the living room, and if there's an accident, just have Qian come over, ah, it's so convenient to have a niece in the big city."
Bai Jiaoyue: A niece? I think she's more of a tool person.
