"What are you thinking about? I'm in a rush to get to the supermarket in Botou to buy a pack of cigarettes, then light them up to burn the butts of foreigners, hoping they might spill some gold coins."
Ansheng, who had just taken a nap and saw Ah Qing's hand almost reaching to pat her fox butt, rolled her eyes dramatically and complained.
A noble fox like me, a lucky omen, could never poop or pee on a high-speed train seat, right?
I'm in a hurry to Botou to handle some business.
"Oh...in a rush to bite the sheep's butt, scared me."
Hearing this, Ah Qing breathed a sigh of relief, as long as the little fox was not thinking of using the seat as a toilet, it was all good.
According to the current high-speed train policy, cats and dogs weighing no more than 30 kilograms, with a shoulder height below 40 centimeters, can travel with a health certificate and pet permit.
