Cecilia was completely drenched by Andrew.
His cat ears drooped down and disappeared, turning him into a strange, round-headed animal.
"Hehe! This Little Thing is really interesting."
Andrew faced Cecilia with a mischievous grin. The other party, relying on the backing of the she-devil behind Andrew, didn't dare to act presumptuously at all and let Andrew do whatever he wanted with him.
And Andrew became more and more engaged in playing. At this moment, he finally understood why Scarlett liked to hold him and play with him.
This feeling of kneading a Little Thing was truly especially interesting.
Andrew lifted the dripping-wet Cecilia, a mischievous smile on his face.
Suddenly, his expression changed, and he thought of something that wasn't quite right.
Am I just a silly Little Thing in Scarlett's eyes, just like this stupid cat?
Thinking of this, Andrew felt a bit ashamed of himself.
