Just as Rong Ye was settling into Su Qinglan's arms, a sharp scratch-scratch-scratch echoed against the wooden bedroom door.
Rong Ye's enthusiastic expression instantly froze. He took a quick breath, patting his own chest in relief. "Thank God I locked the door!"
Su Qinglan placed her hands against his chest, trying to push him away. "Are you being a total hooligan right now? Ciao Ciao is still right outside! There's no one out there to take care of him!"
Rong Ye rolled his eyes without a shred of shame. "He's already a grown cub! If he can't take care of himself for five minutes, that's not my problem."
Su Qinglan was rendered completely speechless, glaring at him with wide, disbelieving eyes. How dare he speak about his own flesh and blood like that?!
