C1128 It Doesn't Look at All like a Good Little Cat

Jiang Yong seemed to have returned to his warm embrace as he nodded in agreement. The blanket that Wei Wei had changed for him was really good, like the arms of a male lead.

Jiang Yong woke up with a cold heart after hearing Zhang Ai's voice.

When he saw Zhang Ai, all the hair on his body stood up again. If a cat really had nine lives