If Zhaonan heard this, he'd probably fall flat on the floor.
Moved? He was too scared to move an inch.
Zhaonan stayed at the villa for half the day, and after resting for a while, he heard that Gantang was baking cookies, so he left the guest room to wait in the living room, thinking that aside from being tough on the race track, his little sister was being incredibly thoughtful, knowing he'd arrived and baking cookies for him while he rested.
His affection for her wasn't misplaced.
Zhaonan happily awaited, occasionally glancing toward the kitchen.
Yanqing sat opposite him, with four cats gathered around him, and not a single one of them willing to cozy up to Zhaonan.
Zhaonan caught sight of the cat treats on the coffee table, took out some dried meat to lure the cats over.
But none of the other cats even bothered to look at him, only Ximi made a soft, gentle meow and approached to rub against him.
