"Hey Little Black, are you the only cat that came today?" Liu Sang looked around and didn't see the orange cat that had come with him yesterday.
"Meow~" Little Black meowed, then walked over with catlike steps, dragging along a rat, a very large rat that looked quite plump, probably well-fed.
Liu Sang was used to it; every time Little Black came to eat, he would bring a "gift." He had told him many times not to, but Little Black insisted on bringing them, and there was nothing he could do.
Liu Sang set down the bowl and poured some cat food into it, then squatted there watching Little Black eat the cat food.
Little Black ate quickly, gobbling up the food, and Liu Sang casually stroked his head. Little Black made no resistant movements and even purred contentedly.
