"This is for my family's cat, and that's not you," Sheng Yize teased her.
An Xiaxia stopped her actions and looked at him aggrievedly. After a while, she let out a humiliating "meow meow" sound.
Sheng Yize was pleased and gave her the CD.
The man let out a mischievous laugh. "Wow… Seems like your family's cat is pretty cute."
Sheng Yize didn't reply, but the smile on his face widened a little.
As for An Xiaxia, after receiving the CD of her beloved idol, she couldn't hear anything else. Holding the CD in her arms, she giggled like a Cheshire cat.
On the way home, her grip on the CD never once loosened.
Sheng Yize gradually fell into a bad mood when he saw how happy she was.
Was Rong Che really that great? Did she find him that likeable?
He kept his countenance as he said, "You know, your Prince Charming Rong Che needs to pick his nose and fart. Who knows, he might not even flush after using the toilet!"
