He grew angrier the more he thought about it.
Yin Zhi turned his head to quietly gaze at the gentle profile of the girl's face. His eyes were dark, swirling with emotions that were hard to dispel.
After a long while, he leaned back, propping himself up with his hands behind him... The girl, whose muscles had long since relaxed, instantly fell backward toward his chest.
However, this time, she was not met with the warm embrace she had expected.
Wen Qian fell onto the bed. The handsome young man behind her had, at some unknown point, transformed into a cat.
She was completely dumbfounded.
Turning her head to look at the soft little furball at the foot of the bed, she couldn't speak for a long time.
"A beastman's heart really is as elusive as a needle at the bottom of the ocean," she thought. "I didn't even say anything, and he won't even catch me anymore?"
"You... are unbelievable," Wen Qian glared at Yin Zhi, squeezing the words out through gritted teeth.
