"She can understand what I'm saying?" Zi Yin said in surprise as she touched the tender yellow beak.
"Maybe," Ling Chuxi was not too sure.
"Chirping chirping ..." The little yellow chick took advantage of the moment Ling Chuxi was speaking to break free from her grasp. It flapped its little wings and jumped back onto Ling Chuxi's head. It crouched down in a very pleased manner and raised its head proudly to call out twice at Zi Yin. It was as if it was telling Zi Yin that it could understand her. It could understand her.
That haughty and arrogant look of his made him look even cuter.
"What's her name?" The more Zi Yin looked at it, the more she liked it. She teased the little yellow chick as she asked.
