The next day dawned hazy, and Shao Zifeng opened his eyes on time, as waking up early had become a habit he'd cultivated over the past half a year.
Glancing at the little deer still sleeping beside him, Shao Zifeng carefully got out of the blankets and rose to his feet, put on his sportswear, washed up in the bathroom, and after that, he closed the door and left the bedroom.
Just as he was coming downstairs, he saw the lynx crouched at the door giving him a plaintive look. Shao Zifeng looked down at the emerald ring on his right hand, bent down to stroke the lynx's fuzzy head, "Wait until it wakes up before you go in, and watch the house well, got it?"
"Oh~" The lynx, feeling Shao Zifeng's caress, brightened its gaze a little, pressed its left paw over the right, rested its big head on top, and gave a weak whine before watching Shao Zifeng leave.
