It seemed rather greedy as it stared at Gu Qiaoqiao.
As if in its eyes, Gu Qiaoqiao was a delicious little salty fish.
The man’s fingers moved slightly, and he loosened his grip.
After being freed by its owner, White Cat sprang to the empty spot next to Gu Qiaoqiao.
Gu Qiaoqiao was startled and looked down to find White Cat lying next to her.
Then, the cat gently, appealingly rubbed its head against the corner of her coat.
Its action was very careful, even tentative.
It immediately softened Gu Qiaoqiao’s heart.
Gu Qiaoqiao still held a book in her hand.
For some reason, Gu Qiaoqiao noticed White Cat’s eyes were fixated on her hand.
Those eyes held a kind of longing and intensity.
Gu Qiaoqiao reached out and stroked Xiao Bai’s head.
It felt incredibly silky.
It was as if she had a bunch of soft white clouds under her hand.
And White Cat, like all other cats, emitted a contented purring sound when its back fur was stroked.
For some reason, this cat’s purring seemed to have a rhythm to it.
This rhythm seemed to have a special cadence.
Under the night sky, it even felt somewhat sleep-inducing.
But Gu Qiaoqiao was not affected.
At this moment, White Cat behaved as docile as a pile of cotton, allowing Gu Qiaoqiao to pet it.
But Gu Qiaoqiao only petted it a few times, after all, it belonged to someone else.
She realized then that a gaze landed on her hand, and she hurriedly looked up, smiling awkwardly at the man.
It seemed somewhat inappropriate to pet someone else’s cat in front of its owner.
Though, it was her first time seeing a man with a cat.
When Gu Qiaoqiao moved her hand away, White Cat even reached out with its paw to rest on her wrist, but retracted its sharp claws.
It seemed to hope that Gu Qiaoqiao would continue to smooth its fur.
Gu Qiaoqiao looked at the man across from her, who had been silent yet always smiling, and said sheepishly, "This is your cat, isn’t it?"
The man nodded, "Yes, I didn’t expect you and Xiao Bai to have such a connection. You must know, aside from me, this cat doesn’t let anyone else touch it..."
"Really?" Gu Qiaoqiao asked incredulously.
The cat’s name was Xiao Bai?
Quite fitting indeed.
"Yes," the man nodded lightly.
At that moment, White Cat started to fuss beside Gu Qiaoqiao.
It stood up for a while, then rolled around on the seat a few times.
And the man seemed somewhat disgusted with its performance.
He mentally scoffed, getting all excited just from being touched by a pretty girl.
This shameless White Cat.
It was truly a disgrace to him.
Then his eyes turned to White Cat.
And at that moment, White Cat snuggled up to Gu Qiaoqiao, its eyes carrying a defiance that seemed to say, "If you’ve got the guts, come on, lie down next to her too."
At this time, White Cat couldn’t express its feelings.
Though it was spirited, it could not speak.
But White Cat knew there was a scent on Gu Qiaoqiao that it liked.
Especially when those hands touched its fur, that warm and pure scent, it felt like it had been a long time since it had come in contact with it.
Such a scent seemed to gradually unblock its congested meridians.
It was just unfortunate that Gu Qiaoqiao had only touched it briefly before moving her hand away.
So it shamelessly rolled around and played cute, in hopes of attracting Gu Qiaoqiao’s attention.