The gift box was right beside Lin Xiaoxiao's hand.
Lin Xiaoxiao was even holding the lid of the gift box.
But inside the gift box, what was that?
For a moment, Lin Xiaoxiao's mind went blank.
Did she just see things?
Did she really see things?
Really saw things?
Inside the gift box...
That thing...
It seemed to be, a cat?
A pure white cat with no stray hair at all... cat?
Persian cat? Or some other breed?
Lin Xiaoxiao wasn't very fond of cats or similar animals; she couldn't even take care of herself, let alone attend to the arrogant felines.
But...
But when she saw some beautiful cat pictures, she'd still find them cute, amusing.
So, it couldn't be said that Lin Xiaoxiao hated cats.
Yet now, looking at that cat with very clean and purely white fur...
Lin Xiaoxiao's hand was trembling a bit, and when she looked down, she found that she was still holding the lid of the gift box, which should have been clean but was stained with little red... blood spots.
