The kitchen was installed with a transparent glass door. Pei Song took one last worried look inside before turning around and leaving.
Xiao Tong's small body stood up and stuck to the bottom of the glass door. His four limbs were stretched out as if he was stretching. His two small claws embedded with pink pads scratched the glass door, making a high-frequency noise that could instantly give one goosebumps.
Zzzz-
He was looking for his mistress.
However, he wasn't in a hurry to find her. All of his actions were filled with laziness.
Pei Song picked it up by the back of its neck and took him away.
Xie Lingyu was arranging the ingredients for the hotpot in the fridge. Pei Song looked around but did not see his girl.
He looked to the side and saw that the bathroom door was ajar, and the figure inside was faintly discernible.
