Xiao Mo stood there, tiny paws crossed and cheeks puffed out in a furious pout, as if someone had stolen her most prized carrot and chewed it in front of her just to spite her. Her sky-blue eyes glimmered with a betrayed glint, and her soft white fur bristled in irritation. Wen Ran, standing opposite her, felt a sudden surge of guilt crawl up his spine.
Why the hell do I feel like I did something wrong?
He scratched his head, utterly confused. She hadn't said a word—well, not that she could—but the way she glared at him made him feel like he'd abandoned her for years and committed several unforgivable crimes in the process.
