The neighbor opposite the door was frightened and opened the door by meowing.
“What’s the matter?” A girl probed, her voice horrified: “Sister, are you okay?”
“It’s okay.” Chloe turned on the light, turned his head and shouted, “Meow, be quiet!”
In a moment, the “bad dog” who was grinning just now seemed to be strangling his throat.
It saw Chloe on Miles’s back with its **** eyes, and quickly squatted aside obediently, with its furry tail swaying from side to side.
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