Erhuo rolled its eyes and looked at Han Bingxue arrogantly. "Meow, meow, meow…"
'Who's this pig head?'
'It is not your fault to be born ugly, but you really should be proud of it. Hmm. Oh I see. You got beaten up real hard. Well, that makes you a loser instead of a pig head!'
'How dare such a loser hug me?'
'This is… unbelievably brazen! You must be having a daydream!'
When Han Bingxue just touched it, its eyes showed how disdainful it was. It looked at him indifferently and then turned around and lied on Ye Xiao's other shoulder.
"Oh? That's fast!" Han Bingxue was shocked.
[Really? A cat? Got away from my hand?]
[This is not an ordinary cat!]
He was curious, so he tried to catch Erhuo again moving his hand like lightning.
