Under the osmanthus tree, Candy looked at the little sparrow lying motionless on the ground, thinking it had been bitten to death by Bun.
Just as Candy was about to feel sad, she suddenly cried out in surprise.
"Ah!"
The little sparrow, which had its eyes closed and looked as if it were dead, took advantage of Candy's moment of inattention and fluttered away.
Mo Jingchun, walking from a distance, saw this scene and felt like laughing.
The little sparrow probably used up all its strength.
The speed at which it flew away was like a human running in a 100-meter sprint, giving it his all.
Only Bun, perched on the osmanthus tree and grooming himself with his tongue, meowed jeeringly at the departing sparrow.
"Meow～"
Hearing Bun's meow, Mo Jingchun glanced over.
Instantly, Bun cowered.
The poop scooper is not to be messed with.
Bun deeply understood that his poop scooper was completely different from others'. If provoked, he would truly be homeless.
