章節 881: His Last Tenderness

Xiao Xiao was standing at the door. She was hugging the little white cat that had been listless.

That day, after Fang Yi threw Little White against the wall, she'd picked it up and threw it in the backyard. She found a place to bury it.

After the black cat had left, Xiao Xiao came out and dug Little White out. She realized that although it was on its last breath, it was actually still breathing.

Xiao Xiao started to take care of it.

However, Little White's bones had already been broken, and it did not have any self-healing abilities.

It was tiny and was lying in Xiao Xiao's arms, staring at the black cat.

The black cat's eyes were moist. It suddenly wailed.

Back when Xitara thought that Little White was dead, it told itself that everything was fake. It was just an ordinary white cat. How could it really like Xitara?

Xitara would not like ordinary cats either.

Xitara was an intelligent cat.