Under Yun Rong's smiling, questioning gaze, the Peach Blossom cat lazily squinted its eyes wider, looking at her with an incredibly human-like expression of disbelief.
The fur on its back started standing on end one by one.
The woman covered her mouth and chuckled, speaking nonsense with her eyes wide open: "Look at this little Peach Blossom, it's so happy its fur is about to fly off."
Yun Rong initially thought that she had received quite a bit of care from this little cat these days, and in return, all she could offer were a few sweet jujubes.
Now there was a young bride sent to her, and it would be nice to talk about the beauty of becoming a mature cat as repayment.
However, Yun Rong didn't understand the various habits of cats, and she thought when it puffed its fur up, it was indeed as the woman said, so happy its fur was about to fly off.
Yun Rong reached out to smooth the Peach Blossom's head, placing both hands around its waist wanting to lift it off her.
