"Yip!"
Ansheng wagged his big tail, sneakily crouched in front of the villa gate of Lin Ying's house, peeking into the garden.
After confirming there was no one in the garden, Ansheng climbed along the design of the bronze gate, leaping onto the lawn inside the garden.
"With my current skills, it's a waste not to star in a fantasy drama in Hengdian or Studio City."
Ansheng hummed a little tune, humming and fiddling with the balcony door of the villa, entering Lin Ying's house.
The air conditioning inside the villa wasn't as chilly as before, maintaining around a comfortable twenty-five to twenty-six degrees.
Ansheng wandered around the first floor, receiving caresses from the maids, and went upstairs holding a chicken leg.
Ansheng wasn't too worried about being noticed by the maids when visiting Lin Ying's house, just that his way of entering was too magical, he worried about scaring them.
A fox can squeeze through the door crack if needed.
