Qiao Anyan suddenly felt powerless as he was still defending himself.

Activating her soft lips, she was about to speak when a weak cat cry interrupted the conversation between the two of them. Qiao Anyan lowered her eyes and saw a familiar pile of fur in Long Chenli's embrace.

Perhaps it was because it was too cold for Chen Yan to really poke his head out until now, his large watery eyes staring fixedly at Joe Anyan's face and shouting with trembling voices. ...