C112 Be Honest

I held the cat's body with both hands, and my face was a little stiff, and it took me a while to react.

My mother's body temperature, and the surrounding people's discussions. . . Those that were neither too high nor too low were instantly filled with popularity.

After a while, her mother let go of me and looked at me as if I had lost my soul. There was also a dead cat in her hand.

She frowned