About fifteen minutes later.
Li Jing, after preparing breakfast, put it on the tray and stepped out of the kitchen.
At this moment, in the living room on the sofa.
Ji Qing was lying helplessly on Chen Yuran's lap, allowing her to run her hands all over her.
But at this moment, she had adapted.
Some things,
Once accepted, they really weren't that difficult.
How did that saying go?
Life is like being taken advantage of.
If you can't resist, the only thing left is to enjoy it.
At least Chen Yuran's hands were very soft and delicate, and being petted by her was quite comforting.
As a cat, what's the big deal about being petted?
Stinky Tofu, with a sausage in its mouth, followed Li Jing out of the kitchen. Seeing the scene on the sofa, it felt bittersweet but helpless, deciding instead to turn away, to avoid seeing, and ran to a corner of the living room to eat.
Li Jing, seeing Ji Qing appearing to have "given in" to Chen Yuran, was slightly envious.
