"Hey Da Li, are you staying home with me today or going out to have fun?"
Da Li meowed at her, then leisurely walked towards the nearby woods.
There he goes, out to have fun.
Yi Chichi quickly reminded, "Remember to come back for dinner, and if you encounter danger, run away quickly. You're a cat; running from danger is nothing to be ashamed of."
"Meow..."
Da Li replied with a long meow and then disappeared without a trace.
Yi Chichi withdrew her gaze, turned around, went into the house, and picked up the sewing basket to make clothes for Liu Xiaocao.
She had just finished one sleeve when an unexpected person arrived.
"Yi Zhiqing!"
Yan Wanwan?
Yi Chichi raised her eyes, sized her up, saw her face was normal, and sniffed the air—no smell of blood.
Since everything seemed fine, what was Yan Wanwan doing here?
Full of doubt, she looked at Yan Wanwan, "Yan Zhiqing, are you sick or not feeling well anywhere?"
