Mo Jingchun took a sip of the milk tea he brought from the cafeteria, feeling in a great mood as he continued to write the core code for the smart housekeeper.
On the sofa, Bun lay hopelessly on its back with all four legs up on the sofa cushion.
"Bun, don't move!"
"Guoguo is braiding your hair."
Originally Bun's sleek orange fur was now in a sorry state after being plucked by Candy.
"Meow meow meow～"
Stop it!
I'll scratch!
Bun, who was ready to put its paw down, thought for a moment and gave up.
Sigh, forget it!
Ugh～
She's just a little kid, if I scratch her, I'd be the one in trouble.
Ugh～
It's really unbearable.
Drinks milk every day, how can her hands be so strong.
Bun, devoid of hope, could only wag its tail, expressing its helplessness.
What's that saying again?
A wave of the small hand, homeless everywhere.
A grasp of the small hand, home is everywhere.
A bite with the small mouth, life and death in a foreign land.
