Chapter 1104 - 353: Cousin, The Child_2
By the time Mo Yan woke up again, it was the sound of someone knocking on the door that roused her. Mao Tuan was also disturbed from its slumber, feeling a tad grumpy upon waking up. Seeing Mo Yan getting up to answer the door, it quickly stretched out its sharp little paws to hook onto the hem of her garment, reluctant to let her leave.
The delicate undergarment couldn’t withstand such tugging, and only after much coaxing did Mao Tuan retract its claws, grumpily burying its head under the covers. It was obviously in a bit of a sulk.
Patting Hutou on the head, Mo Yan helplessly went to open the door, only to be greeted with a pleasant surprise, "Sister Lan, what brings you here at this hour? Come in, come in and warm up.
Liu Tinglan was particularly susceptible to the cold, bundled up from head to toe, with only her eyes visible. She was quite chilled at the moment and found it difficult to speak. She just nodded at Mo Yan and stepped over the threshold, making a beeline for the warm bedroom.
"Brr, I’m freezing to death! I can’t feel my hands or my face, this damned weather, who knows when it’ll let up," Liu Tinglan quickly removed the windproof hat from her head and a leather scarf wrapped around her face and complained to Mo Yan, clearly very cold.
"This heavy snow isn’t likely to stop any time soon, probably not until next year," Mo Yan replied with a smile, noticing that the buttons of her friend’s padded jacket were tangled in her long hair and couldn’t be undone, so she stepped forward to help out.
After much effort, Liu Tinglan shed her cumbersome layers, took a deep breath, and plopped down on Mo Yan’s bed, quickly kicking off her shoes and ready to burrow into the bedcovers.
Just then, a fuzzy large paw reached out from under the blanket and gently hooked around Liu Tinglan’s waist, drawing her into the warmth.
"Ah, what’s that?" Liu Tinglan shrieked in fright, springing up from the bed, her big eyes staring in horror at the stirring blanket, and soon a fuzzy big head emerged from under the covers.
It was Mao Tuan, having mistaken Liu Tinglan for its owner.
Mao Tuan shook its head, freeing itself from its owner’s grasp. It squinted its tiger eyes at Liu Tinglan, its gaze was fairly gentle, clearly not holding a grudge anymore.