C50 It Was a Punishment for Being Distracted

Just then, a flash of white darted from behind, moving with the grace and speed of lightning. In an instant, the fluffy white creature leapt onto Qin Huai's shoulder. The sight of the cat, as pure and charming as snow, perched on the shoulder of someone so poised, seemed perfectly natural, as if it belonged there all along.

Lan Qingjia was startled