"Yes, yes." The woman nervously clutched her skirt and, under his scrutinizing gaze, even her speech became tangled.
The situation here had already drawn many people. Seeing that Jun Moyan was the main character, they all crowded forward to watch.
Jun Moyan noticed the torn fabric on her chest and asked in a cold voice, "Did it scratch you?"
The woman was startled, somewhat slow to catch on, and looked down at her clothes. After realizing what had happened, she immediately waved her hands, trying to please him:
"It's okay, no problem, it certainly didn't mean it, just a piece of clothing after all."
She thought that this Master Jun was quite reasonable, aware that the cat had scratched her.
Was she safe now?
"Meow meow meow…" Wen Xiao'ai, hearing the nonsense from the other party, immediately slid from his shoulder into his arms, vigorously shaking her head at him.
And showed him her painfully pinched leg.
"Meow meow meow…"
