"It's so cute!"
"Let's take it home to raise. When the bookstore reopens, Big Mi would be pretty lonely at home by himself," Wen Yanqing said.
Lin Gantang was holding the kitten, completely enamored with it.
Who could resist the adorable, milky charm of a kitten!
"You take care of it for now. I've had someone buy some milk powder temporarily," he said.
Lin Gantang brought the kitten's things over to the sofa, felt its deflated belly, and fed it some milk.
Not long after the kitten ate, it fell asleep again. Wen Yanqing had already gone back to work, while Lin Gantang was taking photos of the kitten.
In the pictures, it nestled on a soft blanket with its head tilted, exuding overwhelming cuteness.
Lin Gantang sent the pictures to Ye Qiuqiu.
Ye Qiuqiu was probably with the child since it took her a while to reply:
[Big Mi?]
[Ah, no, its paws are white as if it stepped in snow, it's not Big Mi.]
[A new cat you're raising?]
