Li Xianyun tilted her head, lifted her pale hand gently and stroked Xiaobai the kitten's soft fur, smiling as she said, "Snowball, sister has been accompanying her husband these past few days and has neglected you."
She was entangled by Yelu Yan every single day, and hardly found any time to play with it.
When it came down to it, it was because she was too chaste. Yelu Yan found no one else to be jealous of, so he spent his days being jealous of a cat, and not just any cat, but a newborn kitten barely a month old.
He truly had no sense of pity at all.
Sometimes, when she and Snowball were playing and Yelu Yan arrived, he would recklessly scoop up Snowball with his rough hand and stride toward the door.
It was simply too rude. How could Snowball, so cute and delicate, withstand such treatment?
Li Xianyun hurriedly chased after him, grabbed his arm, and reached out to snatch her pet, "Give me back my Snowball."
Her voice was as coy as if she was about to wring water from it.
