C4879 You Can't Even Wash Yourself off by Jumping into the Yellow River

Oak obediently meow, then lazily lie in Han Fan's arms, his cute face charmingly naive.

Tan Suling's eyes lit up, finally showing a trace of interest. She lowered her head to look at the cat. "This is your cat?"

"Yes." Seeing that she finally smiled, Han Fan relaxed his brows. "It's called an acorn. It's a girl."

"An acorn?" Tan Suling pondered for a moment