Suddenly, Lin Yi felt a tickling sensation on his neck, causing him to look away from the panel. He saw Zhi Ling rubbing his face aggressively. He chuckled and caught Zhi Ling with his hand, stroking his fur continuously. He used to stroke cats back on Earth, but here he was stroking a mink...wait, something didn't seem right.
"Zhi Ling, is everything okay?" He held Zhi Ling in front of his eyes and asked with a smile.
Zhi Ling chirped twice as if to say everything was normal, but his two little eye balls rolled around a couple of times, clearly avoiding eye contact with Lin Yi.
Seeing Zhi Ling avoiding his gaze, Lin Yi couldn't help but chuckle. He patted Zhi Ling's small head, "What mischief have you been up to this time, you little rascal?"
Saying this, he opened the courtyard door. Zhi Ling didn't hesitate and jumped from his hand onto the surrounding wall and then bolted to the rooftop.
