"Miao..."
"Meow~"
After a gentle call, a plump black cat sprang up from nowhere and landed next to him, sitting down gracefully.
Yan Huan then took out the yellow fabric scarf made by Ye Shiyu, and said,
"Look at this, Miao, I got you a scarf to wear."
The fat cat tilted its head, stretched out its paw to touch the scarf, and puzzledly said,
"Um, what's the point meow?"
"Mainly because your whole body is pitch black, and sometimes you can't be seen at all at night. Wearing a yellow scarf makes you much more visible and cuter."
"Meow?"
Miao looked at Yan Huan speechlessly as he wrapped the scarf around its neck and then tied a nice knot on one side.
Interestingly, once the scarf was on Miao's neck, it seemed to become ethereal and unnoticeable unless Miao wanted it to be.
Hmm, a neat touch for a small cat.
Yan Huan held Miao in his arms and looked out the window; the vehicle was starting, and the sound of the engine came.
