In the hospital room, Shao Zifeng was smiling at the corner of his mouth, gently caressing Qiqi's little head, as Qiqi gently swished her tail.
A breeze fluttered the curtains, casting a brilliant patch of sunlight into the dim room.
Shao Zifeng was so immersed in it that he couldn't extricate himself.
Stroking a cat...
It really felt so comfortable.
Suddenly, as if Qiqi remembered something, she pushed Shao Zifeng's big hand away with her little paw, grabbed the cellphone, and stared at the screen seriously, her little paws moving swiftly.
She muttered, "I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die, I forgot this round is a promotion match."
A few minutes later...
"Snap!"
Her little paws abruptly slapped hard on the screen, "It's driving me mad, I suspect they're targeting my little Luban."
Shao Zifeng looked at her serious little demeanor and laughed, "By the way, Qiqi, how's mom doing?"
