C37 What a Cat I'm Going to Hit Moe 36

Qin Yuan didn't say anything. He just carried his backpack and walked out of the house.

As if she had heard the threatening words of the kitten just now, she compromised.

The kitten withdrew its head back into its bag, so it did not see a gentle smile appear on the young man's exquisite face.

How could he possibly leave him alone at home? It would be safer to keep him by his side.

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