Jasmine Yale smiled, throwing the ragdoll cat into his arms, "Liar, how could Sweet Kitty not miss me."
In reality, Yukon Carbon was a big liar.
When they returned to the bakery, Yukon picked up Sweet Kitty from the garden and handed her over to Jasmine.
The little fellow really missed Jasmine, her big eyes rolling around as she looked at Jasmine, almost as if she wanted to press all four paws against Jasmine's body.
"Meow—"
"Meow—"
Jasmine adored her Sweet Kitty, giggling as she held her in her arms.
"She's gotten chubby," she observed carefully.
Sweet Kitty licked the back of Jasmine's hand and squinted up at her.
"Calling you chubby doesn't make you mad, huh?" Jasmine stroked her little head.
Yukon took her to her apartment.
He walked behind her, handling the suitcase, while Jasmine walked beside him, holding Sweet Kitty.
At the staircase, an elderly American lady said in English, "Family back from a trip?"
