The girl glanced sidelong at the man as if she had seen right through him, a radiant smile spreading across her lips as she elongated her tone and teased on purpose, "American Shorthairs, British Shorthairs, little ragdolls, if you start cuddling with cats, you probably won't have time for a boyfriend, right? With so many cats, it might take several months before the novelty wears off."
She blinked her eyes, her gaze innocent yet earnest, "So, Mr. Gong, are you sure?"
Gong Yeyan, "..."
Oh.
Not sure.
He probably knew that Ming Ge was mostly jesting.
But, given her overt love for these cats, the possibility wasn't completely nonexistent.
The thought that his woman might be stolen away by these little creatures in terms of attention and affection made him somewhat irked.
After weighing the pros and cons, Gong Yeyan said, "Then just buy one."
