Fortunately, the cat eagerly rubbed its head against Nangong Zhongli's hand, showing affection and being completely unafraid of strangers.
"How could it be? It's very well-behaved." Nangong Zhongli looked at Mimi, and a rare smile appeared on his face.
Qin Yi almost thought he was seeing things.
She lowered her head, her chestnut brown hair falling to both sides. When she smiled, there were two shallow dimples by her mouth, very sweet and beautiful.
He was almost mesmerized by the sight.
"Why is she so fat? White and round like a ball. How about calling her Milk Ball!" Nangong Zhongli looked at Mimi and said with a smile.
After speaking, he glanced at Qin Yi.
Qin Yi met her gaze, momentarily puzzled.
A few seconds later, he came back to his senses and laughed, "Milk… Milk Ball?"
"Yes? How about it?" Nangong Zhongli didn't know why, but he suddenly took a special liking to this cat. Previously, he didn't like small animals, thinking they shed hair.
