Gentle Beast

Driving from T city to S city, Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu didn’t go straight home, first dropping by a nearby supermarket.

Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu didn’t know what to say. She and Ryan had nothing to do with it, so she just smiled and said, “It doesn’t matter.”

After that, there was no mood to continue visiting the supermarket so Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu and Ryan went to buy Gǔn Gǔn’s cat food, a pair of slippers, a toothbrush, towels, and other toiletries suitable for Ryan. Then they pushed the cart to the cashier ready to check out.

There were many people at the registers, and Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu picked a relatively short line.

When it was their turn, the cashier set their account and politely asked, “Is there anything you need help with?”

Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu was ready to say, “No, thank you,” when Ryan’s low voice spoke up from the said, “Do you have a big one?”

Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu: ???

Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu found the key and was ready to open the door, “But that would damage the body. . .”

“Naturally, that’s what you humans say,” Ryan pinched her soft face and rubbed it with his thumb, “Delicate.”

“. . .”