Zhang Lingying held Little Mirror and walked towards the door. As she approached, the kitten suddenly let out a cry, becoming very excited.
Zhang Lingying was confused and glanced down at the kitten in her arms.
The moment she opened the door, Little Mirror leapt out from her embrace, moving so fast she couldn't react in time.
The next second, she saw Lu Jing standing at her doorstep.
And Little Mirror was already clinging to Lu Jing's chest!
The little kitten's jumping ability was astounding, with its tiny claws gripping Lu Jing's clothing tightly, swinging like on a swing, suspended in mid-air.
Zhang Lingying's heart skipped a beat, somewhat suspecting that Little Mirror might go overboard and pounce on Lu Jing's face next, intending to slide down his tall nose like a slide.
"Meow—"
The kitten's call, soft and innocent, with a hint of coquettishness.
It seemed to say it was running out of energy, urging Lu Jing to quickly catch it.
