Meatball had long since stopped drinking milk, but he was particularly interested in Sanmao, so now that Sanmao was drinking milk, Meatball would hop around in circles, occasionally sniffing with his nose or scratching with his paws, but he was careful not to use too much force, seemingly afraid that he might hurt the little kitten.
Ruan Jiaojiao watched, propping up her little chin, and after a few minutes, she mused, "She must have been unable to get milk before, that's why she's so skinny, so pitiful."
It was like her previous life; before she met that silly wolf, she had survived on tree roots and dew, becoming all skin and bones, almost convinced she would die of hunger.
