A Stupid Cat

Lu Xingzhi should have stopped while he was ahead. Why did he not put Moe into his military boots to be used as the cat's bed? Poor Zhou Junmin; he should hurry back to save his boots. 

Lu Xingzhi lowered his head and looked at the white ball of fluff on Jiang Yao's hand carefully. He asked again, "What's it called? Does it bite?"

"This is Moe," Jiang Yao explained. "He doesn't bite. Just take a few old clothes and put them in the study room to make a temporary bed for him. Then, after school starts, he will follow me back to school."

"It's better to have a dog than a cat. A dog can look after the house, at least," Lu Xingzhi mumbled. It was obvious that he disliked the dumb cat in his hand, but since Jiang Yao liked the pet, he would not say anything about that.

As for Jiang Yao's suggestion to let the cat stay in the study, Lu Xingzhi immediately rejected her suggestion. "There are many important things in the study. He can stay in the living room."