Shoot me in the heart (24)_1

"Your cat is out."

The officer's clear and pleasant voice was heard. She turned around and left after saying that. She closed the door of her house without even looking at Jiang Yu.

The beautiful professor, who was holding the cat, was speechless.

He didn't even have time to call for Fu Shang before the door on the opposite side closed.

Jiang Yu pursed his thin, red lips. He raised his head and stared at the tightly shut door, a storm brewing in his light brown eyes.

He felt aggrieved, and his eyes flashed with a faint light. Even the corners of his eyes were a little red.

This time, it seemed that he was really sad.

Her slender, snow-white hand exerted some force, and the shaobing under the beautiful professor's hand let out a miserable cry.

"Meow!"

It's been pinched!

Poop-picker, you really have no conscience!