"Let's get inside." Mo Yuan took Han Luo's hand and they went back into the house. The moment he closed the door, a strong wind started to blow. Han Luo and Mo Yuan hurriedly closed all the windows.
She asked Mo Yuan worriedly, "Will the baby cat be okay?"
Mo Yuan looked at her calmly and then his eyes gazed at her top to bottom. She was drenched. He was also drenched. "Wait here, I'll look for it," he said.
Han Luo stayed in front of the door while Mo Yuan went outside again. He searched behind the house for the kitten, which was the last place he saw it. He looked around the swimming pool, but it was nowhere to be seen. The wind's gales had grown fiercer as the rain started to torrent down. Since he couldn't find the kitten, he came back inside. Mo Yuan opened the door, only to be met by Han Luo's perturbed countenance. He tried his best to comfort her. "The kitten isn't here. It must have gone to its home."
