He was just a cat now.
Even if his main body was here, he didn't want Song Qingyou to save him.
If Song Qingyou died because of this…
The tragedy from more than ten years ago should not be repeated.
Jiang Zhihan's eyes darkened as he slowly released one of his claws.
"Ah!"
"It's going to fall!"
Zhao Yingnan, who had been staring here, suddenly closed her eyes and screamed.
[It's about to fall, I don't dare to look anymore]
[Those people who say Song Qingyou threw away the cat are really being mean.]
[ Zhizhi, don't let go of your claws!]
[My legs have gone weak even when I'm lying in bed]
Song Qingyou looked up and saw that Zhizhi had already released one of its paws. She couldn't help but hold her breath. The next second, she calmed down.
"Zhizhi, don't move. I'll get you down immediately."
