Tiantian carried Tang Xiaoling all the way home and hurried into the bedroom.
After setting her little mistress on the bed, she spoke at lightning speed:
"Lingling, I have to go."
"Once you come back from the instance, I'll take you out for something delicious."
As she spoke, she made sure to press the breakfast into Tang Xiaoling's hands and reminded her:
"There are still a few minutes before you enter the instance. Finish your breakfast first."
Without waiting for Tang Xiaoling to reply, she turned and hurried away.
When she reached the front door, she once again pretended that someone had opened it for her.
Then a white light flashed, and she turned back into a cat before swiftly running inside.
But the moment she entered, she heard Tang Xiaoling say forlornly:
"Does Mengmeng not like Lingling anymore? Why did she leave in such a hurry?"
"Or was she scared to play with Lingling because she saw that skeleton?"
Hearing this, Tiantian felt a pang in her heart.
She desperately wanted to tell her little mistress herself that she had never left her side.
But there was nothing she could do. For certain reasons, she still couldn't reveal her identity.
She could only wait until the day the truth came to light before explaining.
With that thought, Tiantian quietly approached Tang Xiaoling's feet.
Then she controlled that sliver of her avatar, making it suddenly jump off the bed.
"Ah, Tiantian, where are you going?"
Tang Xiaoling hurried to the edge of the bed, only to see Tiantian run back up.
She was carrying the Cloth Doll in her mouth.
"That's strange. When did the Cloth Doll fall on the floor?"
Tang Xiaoling scooped Tiantian into her arms, then turned to take out a meat bun and held it to