"You need to control it, it's so fat you can't even see its neck."
"I can't control it." Ye Wanqiu's nature was still too soft, watching the pet eating snacks, she gently scolded, "Eat slower, aren't you afraid of bursting?"
"Meow~"
...
Hearing that Wanqiu was with Miaozhen, Chen Mo immediately stopped in his tracks, holding Luo Zhen as they walked to Miaozhen's room.
Ye Wanqiu was passing by walking her cat and came in to sit for a bit, so the door was not closed. As soon as Chen Mo entered, he saw the two women sitting at the square table.
Especially Xu Miaozhen, who stood out in her light yellow ruqun, sitting on the round stool, her back facing Chen Mo. The tight skirt wrapped around her perfect hips, outlining a powerful curve.
On the table were snacks, and the round-bodied cat-pig, Fanqiu, was stuffing snacks into its mouth. Those slender table legs could hardly support Fanqiu.
