When Yu Qingyu woke up the next day, he found the auburn squirrel nested on the bed next to him, right in front of his face. At first, he was a bit startled by the unexpected companion, but a smile soon appeared on his face. He reached his hand, wanting to stroke the cute rodent…
The squirrel, however, was alerted by the sudden movement. It immediately jumped up, squeaking happily, before running out, and disappearing outside the window.
Yu Qingyu stared at where it disappeared for a while, dumbfounded. Did he do something wrong? Did the squirrel not want to be touched? But Yu Qingyu did pet it before, and it seemed completely fine with it at the time…
'I should ask Liu Wei next time…'
