Moe was a lazy cat. Lu Xingzhi had dragged it around for half an hour; it was no wonder that he had such an expression on his face.
However, Moe perked up when Jiang Yao yelled at Lu Xingzhi. He felt aggrieved, so he nudged Jiang Yao's chest and complained, "Your man is a pervert! He dragged me downstairs and said that we were going for a walk. It's such cold weather, why are we going for a walk? Look at how he tortured me. If you didn't come back soon, he would have tortured me to death."
Moe regretted his decision. If he had known that Lu Xingzhi would come home to walk him, he would not have slacked off. He would have gone out with Jiang Yao.
After his wife yelled at him, Lu Xingzhi realized that he must have done something wrong and made his wife unhappy. He glanced at Moe, who was as quiet as death, as it meowed happily in his wife's arms. The cat had caressed his wife's chest. He felt as if his wife's pet had done that on purpose.