"Huahua's cat food probably needs restocking, right?"
"I didn't really pay attention..."
"Who is Huahua's real poop-scooping servant anyway!"
"Ah, the all-capable Mommy Yao will take care of it no problem!"
It was evening, Lin Shuang, accompanied by Tong Yao, met up with Su Wan and Yan Han, and they came to the supermarket for a big shopping trip.
Tong Yao, with a smile, put a bag of cat food into the shopping cart, "Nowadays, Huahua seems indeed closer to me, right?"
Yan Han punched Lin Shuang, "You ungrateful little cat!"
Lin Shuang clutched his arm in pain, "...Xiao Han, are you implying something here?"
"How could that be! Brother Shuang definitely loves me the most!"
Xiao Han raised her hands near her cheeks, waving them with cat-paw gestures, totally like a coaxing little kitty: If you won't play with me, I'm gonna scratch you!
Lin Shuang smiled and scratched the chin of this little cat, and she narrowed her eyes, making a comfortable "purrrr" sound.
