After dark.
The pride dispersed and returned to their respective homes.
After running around and fighting for a few days, they were already exhausted.
After eating and drinking their fill, they lay down and slept the moment they returned.
Chu Xiaoye also climbed up the tree and prepared to rest.
Catherine was still lying in the bushes under the tree, looking up at him quietly like every night before.
A white figure suddenly blocked her vision and blocked him.
Tilly climbed up the tree and lay face to face with Chu Xiaoye. She looked at him with her charming sapphire eyes and smiled.
"Does it feel good?"
"After sitting on the throne and facing the admiration and respect of so many lions, smelly fart king, do you feel good?"
Chu Xiaoye looked at her, closed his eyes, and ignored her.
Tilly extended her snow-white claws and slapped his head rudely, insisting that he answer. Otherwise, she would pester him endlessly.