When Zhaocai saw her constantly watching by the cage, it raised its paw and pressed it against the lock on the cage door.
It could have opened it on its own.
But just as it was about to, it was stopped by a glance from Gu Yanjing, so it didn't dare move.
Even now, with Qiao Yuxian backing it up, it didn't dare to open it itself.
Qiao Yuxian opened the cage door, reached in, and took the kitten out firmly.
The kitten was so scared that it made a rustling sound.
Qiao Yuxian sat on the floor, holding it in her arms, stroking its head, soothing it while looking at its appearance.
It was a very beautiful little ragdoll cat.
It seemed to be less than three months old.
As pretty as a little princess, simply stunning.
Qiao Yuxian placed it in the crook of her arm, gently stroking it, letting it gradually calm down.
Zhaocai crouched beside her, watching the little creature on her.
