The cat that was facing the ground was speechless.
It thought that the poop scooper would catch it, so it was caught off guard.
.. His heart was broken.
The little fat cat raised its head in anger and meowed at Florence, its poop-picker.
[ trash-picker, do you still have a conscience? ]
Florence naturally didn't understand what he was saying. She thought that the cat was crying out in pain.
Fu Shang couldn't help but laugh.
Although she didn't make a sound, her curved eyebrows revealed her emotions.
Then, the man and cat opposite her looked at her at the same time.
“..”
A hint of human-like doubt flashed across shaobing's face. meow? "
[ why do I feel that this human can understand my words? ]
The young girl glanced at it.
She thought to herself, if I wasn't afraid that you would be scared out of your wits, I would have nodded.