Catwoman's hair was thick, soft, and very smooth to the touch, an utterly irresistible tactile delight.
Lu Li stroked her hair a couple of times, and curiously squeezed her cat ears, which were also QQ bouncy and impossible to put down.
Shang Yueru squinted her eyes and let Lu Li pet her, looking utterly content and docile, just like a real cat.
Seeing this scene, the women couldn't help but feel a bit surprised.
Nan Jiping and the sisters had been "cellmates" for a long while, and were accustomed to such oddities, only remarking,
"The White Tiger is ferocious and fierce, and even if imprisoned, the devils dare not approach them easily. I didn't expect them to be so close to Mr. Lu, truly rare…"
Lu Li himself didn't know why Catwoman was so close to him, but since she was cute, he didn't mind.
But Shang Xingru couldn't bear to see her sister like this and quickly rushed over to grab the back of her neck and pull her back.
