Immediately, she realized something and looked down at the white cat in her arms, facing away from her, with "guilty" written all over its body.
Her face turned dark, and she instantly raised an iron fist,
"Yan Ye, you rascal!"
"Thud!"
Yan Huan received a gentle punch and covered his head with his paws, his cat face wrinkled.
It didn't hurt!
Ye Shiyu walked over and reached into the embedded shoe cabinet, taking out a pair of pink slippers and handing them to Bai Yi,
"These are yours..."
"Thank you."
"Mmm, come sit down..."
While inviting, Ye Shiyu's gaze inevitably fell on Yan Huan again.
Then, she gently raised her hand.
This time, it was Yan Huan's turn to tense up.
The usually protective Bai Yi, due to Yan Huan's previous mischief, immediately bound his limbs in revenge, preventing him from escaping.
Ugh...round and spicy!
As Yan Huan nervously closed his eyes, he only felt his head being gently petted.
"Hmm?"
