"What's wrong with it?"
"I encountered it when I was coming out. It's a bit injured but almost healed now, nothing serious." A mouse pretending to be profound.
Xiao Qi finally realized its owner was here, perked up, and dashed over.
"Squeak squeak squeak!!"
Xin Zhu tried to reach out and pet it, but Chuzheng stopped him: "Even though it's been confirmed they don't carry any viruses, it's still better that you don't touch them for now."
Xin Zhu was puzzled: "Why?"
"No reason, I just forbid it."
"..." Xin Zhu pressed his lips together, looked down at Xiao Qi, and couldn't help muttering, "She's so fierce."
"Squeak squeak squeak!" Exactly! Master, don't be fooled by her!
For a long while, the person and the mouse communicated through glass in two different languages, not knowing if they understood each other.
Chuzheng leaned against the side, watching indifferently.
