The City of Ten Thousand Swords.
Duan Lanruo pushed open the door and saw the orange cat jump up, trying to reach out a little paw to touch the colorful feather in the girl's hand.
The orange cat had big round eyes, a soft and cute body, and a flexible tail. The girl next to him had almond eyes and peach cheeks. She was pure and delicate, and she looked very moving. She squatted on the ground with a serious expression.
"Meow!" Chuichui let out a ferocious sound. Her claws brushed past the light feathers, then fell to the ground with a thud. She then made a circle and started swiping at the feather again.
Ling Zhen had already found the joy of teasing the cat. Her eyes sparkled as they reflected the orange cat's charmingly naïve appearance. Her lips curled into a satisfied smile as she stared at the orange cat with a gaze filled with 'love'.