249 Cat with Puffed Up Fur

Xia Ling felt that it looked pitiful, so she moved it outside the porch and used her body to shield it from the rain.

The icy cold raindrops fell on her hair and back, and even her face turned a little white because of the cold. However, she saw that the kitten had finally stopped shivering. It stuck out its small pink tongue, licked its own fur, and quietly looked at her.

She also looked at it quietly. It was so skinny, did it usually not have enough to eat?

The kitten meowed at her again.

Xia Ling searched her handbag for a long time but could not find anything for the cat to eat. Instead, her Chanel powder and eyebrow pencil were soaked by the rain. She pulled the zipper of her handbag and was about to get up to go to the building to find something for the cat to eat when suddenly, she felt that it stopped raining above her head. The light dimmed, and there was a shadow covering the street's neon lights.

She lifted her head. It was Li Lei.