C165 Yang Shiliu

Cats don't eat potatoes, do they? That's strange.

Turning around, Xiaoxia noticed a gray piece of fabric near the well. She slowly approached, "Who's there?"

A young boy looked up at her with a pitiful expression, eyes filled with fear, like a wounded kitten. "Please, ma'am, don't hit me. I won't do it again."

Xiaoxia saw he was holding a raw potato with a bite taken out of it