On a cold snowy day, pedestrians on the road were holding umbrellas and walking in a hurry. Qin Yi was wrapped in a long coat, breathing in the white mist while walking on the street. "I said..." A lazy voice sounded in front of her chest, and a little white head poked out, "Your speed is too slow, slower than me trotting." ++ "Then come out and run by yourself." Qin Yi, who was not grateful for his efforts, was unhappy. ++ "I'm a cat! Cats are afraid of the cold!" The green-eyed white cat, which looked about the size of a milk cat, said confidently, and then changed into a more comfortable position in the clothes on Qin Yi's chest. +++ Its hind paws stepped on the soft spot, and its forelimbs touched Qin Yi's collar. +++Qin Yi suddenly stopped: "Have you noticed any difference?"++"Of course there is." The little white cat was blown by the cold wind and sneezed. It stepped on it with its hind legs maliciously. +++ "When I turned into a human last night, I could hold it with one hand. But now, my four claws can't hold it completely." +++ Qin Yi's pretty face turned from white to red, then from red to blue, and she finally broke out: "That's not what I asked!"