"Where is Sanmao going?" Jiaojiao watched in the direction Sanmao disappeared and deliberately started a conversation.
From moving from Xiahe Village to the town, and then to the villa in the city, Sanmao had always followed them.
It's just that Sanmao had grown up and was male, often not coming home at night. She barely saw him at home, and even if she did, he was lazily curled up in a corner sleeping.
Today was a bit strange, as he surprisingly took a chicken leg out, and the chicken leg looked like it was stolen, meaty and all, with no idea where he was going or what he was doing.
Xiu Xi didn't reply, just glanced in the direction of Sanmao and led Jiaojiao to school.
Meanwhile, Sanmao trotted away from the Ruan Family, carrying the stolen chicken leg, arriving under an abandoned eave. There were many pieces of wood lying haphazardly there, and he nimbly jumped onto them, sneaking into the middle of the sticks.
He made a soft sound inside, then put the chicken leg down.
