This cat really was... Jiang Han got to her feet, rubbing her thigh, neither angry nor upset.
Cats who had mastered a skill were always like this.
Jiang Han thought: Perhaps most capable people were this informal and unconcerned with manners.
After patting down her skirt, she was about to go see whether Du Lingxuan and the others had finished shopping and whether the giant cats had prepared the membership cards. But the moment she rounded the corner, she ran straight into Alesha and stumbled into her arms. "..." Her cat tail trembled at once, brushing against both of their calves.
Jiang Han drew in a breath, catching a fresh, warm fragrance. Feeling their bodies nearly pressed together, she blushed and took a step back. Her cat tail swayed away like silk, while her low-heeled Martin boots lightly struck the wooden floor with a crisp thud.
When she looked up, she saw Alesha's face.
That extraordinarily beautiful face, one that could be described as Mary Sue-level and a perfect-score girl, wore a contemplative expression. Jiang Han could not help wondering what the other woman was thinking. She even had the faintly narcissistic thought that perhaps Alesha found this moment especially romantic and ambiguous.
Alesha stood straight, her gaze lowered as she said:
"It would have been better if you'd had a piece of bread in your mouth. I often see scenes like this in manga."
"Then go read your manga." Jiang Han gave a snort, tapped the floor twice with her toes, and drifted away as though gliding.
Leaving behind an Alesha who somehow felt a little wronged.
Inside the shop, the witches were examining the membership cards in their hands.
Jiang Han glanced around.
Giant cats carried goods, cat lamps packed them, and fleet-footed Giant Cat Lamps wearing