The girls' dormitory might be a paradise for stray animals; with meals provided thrice a day, not to mention the love and freedom, they live quite comfortably here.
If it weren't for finding you somewhat interesting, they wouldn't lazily come over to let you please them.
So, in this case, Oliver Bloom is the one affectionately graced by the cats.
The tall man squatted down, playfully twirling a piece of grass to tease the cat.
The black one raised its snow-white paws, missed twice, and gradually became excited.
Oliver Bloom showed a hint of a smile.
Watching from afar, Elise Don also curved her lips.
"You should be happy to have married a good man," Madeline Hunter remarked in a nonchalant tone.
Elise Don didn't argue with her; she turned to look at her, saying, "My dad is a good person too, it's you who didn't cherish him properly."
"Saying these things, what meaning do they have?"
