Perhaps it was because their mother tended to be rather hands-off.
The whole situation had started because Lian had become jealous of the kitten sitting on Qiong Xing's lap.
The kitten had finally emerged from the carrier and climbed onto his lap, nibbling lightly at his hand as if demanding to be petted.
Qiong Xing had happily obliged.
When Lian saw that, she naturally wanted attention too.
However, the kitten hissed at her again when she approached.
Unable to get close and unable to climb into Qiong Xing's lap because the kitten was already there, Lian's frustration eventually turned into a rivalry with the cat.
"He's... he's my mama! Kitty, move!"
Even while angry, the fact that she still called it "kitty" was adorable.
Qiong Xing might have continued watching a little longer, but eventually Lian burst into tears.
"Waaah... Mama... Mama's mine. Mine..."
Feeling sorry for her, Qiong Xing reached down to move the kitten.
