In the library, the day's work of Fire-flaming was coming to an end again, and the students chose to borrow books to go home to read. When Fire-flaming was registering, suddenly there was a warm voice of a man in the sun. "Please register for me."
Huohuo raised her head and saw that it turned out to be the owner of the cathouse, Ye Xiaofan, a man of twenty-five or twenty-six years old who was full of love. He also came here to borrow books.
"Okay! Just a moment." Huohuo registered it for him.
"Is it easy to raise your cat? How does it eat?"
"It's easy to raise it, but it's just that it's a little rare recently. I don't know what I ate for it."
"Really? That's pretty serious. Maybe it's a stomachache. We need to have a good examination."
"It's at home today. I didn't bring it here."
"Which is your home? Anyway, I have nothing to do now, so I can take a look for you."
"Really? Then I'll have to trouble you then. Wait for me for a while. I'll be off work soon."