Lin Xian carried a packaged box, opened the door to his home, and saw a small silhouette on the balcony,
with little legs running towards him, rubbing its tiny head against his pant leg,
meowing softly as if welcoming him home.
Seeing this, Lin Xian changed into his slippers, picked it up, and laughed, "Xianyu, why do I feel like you're becoming more and more like a dog!"
Honestly, in his impression, cats are very aloof, treating their owners with indifference, as if they are the real masters.
But Xianyu is entirely different, lively in personality and extremely clingy, almost like the husky of cats.
He glanced around the living room and couldn't help but let out a light 'hmm'.
The living room lights were on, but no one was there.
Just as he was puzzled, Zhuang Tong's voice came from the study, "Dear, you're back! What are you doing in the study?"
Curious, Lin Xian walked into the study holding Xianyu.
