Song Xun originally sneaked out of his master's school to enjoy the moment, and he never expected to encounter a kitten crawling in a pool of blood in the deep mountains and forests.
The sound of "meow" called Song Xun for six years, but when Song Xun went down the mountain for the first time, he ran away and disappeared without a trace.
What a ruthless little raccoon cat!
Song Xun had already regarded the kitten as his family, but it escaped so quickly. Song Xun held back the bitterness in his heart and went down the mountain with his senior brothers and sisters to practice. The days of training gradually healed Song Xun's inner pain, so he could only hide it in his heart.
"Sister in front of you, your wallet is in my hand. I don't know if it has been stolen." A pair of emerald green eyes were filled with waves, half-squinting like a cunning fox.
Song Xun was mesmerized by the charming eyes in front of him, and he forgot to say thank you for a moment.
It seems like these eyes have seen it somewhere before...
Intention: Long live the Maomao Cult≧▽≦!