"Meow!" An orange blur rocketed towards Long Jinjing but her slow reflexes didn't allow her to react in time.
Lu Zihao immediately abandoned his stare-down with the Spaniard to catch the orange cat just in time before it could crash into his woman.
"You brat," he snarled at Popcorn who curled in fright in his arms.
"Zihao, don't be too fierce on Popcorn." Long Jinjing took the trembling cat from him and comforted her poor feline nephew.
Lu Zihao snorted, his eyes sweeping from her head to toe and back up again to make sure that she was fine. He glanced at her stomach for a few seconds longer but his expression didn't expose anything to others.
