"Hey, do you have something against me? Just the other day you dug up all my succulents, and now you're trying to steal my phone?" As she got closer, she saw that Maphario wasn't just lying on the front counter in a daze. He was hugging Xia Shixuan's phone and refusing to let go. But his strength wasn't quite enough; the moment he lifted the phone, its weight pulled him flat onto the desk.
But Maphario refused to give up. After resting for a moment, he grabbed the phone charm with his two front paws and began to drag it toward the edge. Terrified, Xia Shixuan rushed to stop him. If he dragged it any further, it would surely fall off. It wouldn't matter much if the phone broke—worst-case scenario, she could just buy a new one. But if Maphario got hurt, that would be a catastrophe.
