After finally clearing up the misunderstanding with Geng Peng, Wang Qi hurried to the dining hall.
Because of the delay at Geng Peng's, there were far fewer people in the dining hall. Wang Qi looked around and in the corner, he spotted the familiar orange hair. He got himself a dinner and carried his meal box over to Mao Zimiao.
Mao Zimiao was sitting with another girl, who had long silver-grey hair and beast ears, and the two were playing a game of poking and prodding each other. To Wang Qi, it looked like... a waste of good beauty.
Acting on the principle that nothing should go to waste, Wang Qi sat down opposite the two girls, "Yo! Ladies, can I join your game?"
Mao Zimiao defensively covered her ears and hugged her little partner's head, "No way, meow! Can't let you touch!"
The other girl struggled out of Mao Zimiao's embrace, "Are you Ahmiao's friend Wang Qi, fur real?"
