Zhou Li leaned against the headboard, glanced at his phone, and called out to Tuanzi, who was playing with her tail at the foot of the bed, "Lord Dumpling."
"Meow?"
"Come, let me give you a hug."
"Oh!"
Tuanzi immediately stopped chasing her tail and instead climbed onto his chest, obediently lying down.
Zhou Li then held her tiny body, so soft and warm, slightly hotter than his own. While gently stroking her back in the direction of her fur, from her neck all the way to the tip of her tail, he absentmindedly scrolled through Zhihu, waiting for Miss Zheng's reply.
But the reply never came.
Unable to resist, Zhou Li peeked outside, curious about what Brother Nan and Miss Zheng could be discussing. Chatting for so long was beyond his imagination. Unfortunately, the hotel's soundproofing was decent, and Brother Nan's room wasn't on the same floor as his, so he couldn't hear clearly. He had no choice but to continue browsing Zhihu to pass the time.
