"Uh... looks like the internet really isn't reliable." Qing Yi truly felt she had spoken out of turn.
This cat is really... simply a divine cat.
Jun Moyan looked at the kitten in his arms, feeling both angry and aggrieved, and thought: This little thing, I hadn't realized it had such a big temper before.
"Qing Yi, you go ahead and take Second Brother to dine, I'll send it back to the other garden, and will come over afterward."
Meow, sending her back to that bad woman again?
And leaving her behind to eat alone?
Jun Moyan, you bastard, just let that "burning with desire, unable to control oneself" medicine kill you, I, the Princess, don't care about you anymore.
Wen Xiao'ai, furious, swung her little fist and hit him directly, struggling to jump off him.
"Stop messing around." Jun Moyan held her tight.
"It seems it doesn't want to leave you, why not bring it along?" Jun Wuchen said.
