Yang Zichen walked into the room, just about to close the door when Dingding poked half of its body, trying to come in; sometimes it slept on their bed.
However, tonight, Yang Zichen ruthlessly lifted his foot and gently kicked it out of the door, then closed the door.
The woman on the bed half sat up, pitying her little cat: "Dingding should be put in its nest."
Yang Zichen ignored her, frowning slightly as he walked towards the bedside.
He used to think that having cats and dogs could bring Wei Lan closer to his home, but now he wished he could give them away, not only freeing up Wei Lan's time but also freeing up half of the bed at night!
Seeing him approaching, Wei Lan involuntarily pulled up the blanket, revealing half of her head, looking exactly like Dingding.
Yang Zichen walked over, the atmosphere changed, and he was somewhat unsure of how to proceed.
Wei Lan, huddled under the blanket, asked weakly, "Could you turn off the light?"
