He let her scratch him without moving.
Bai Lingling sighed. "Forget it. A hungry stomach should not think about ugly people too much. It affects the appetite."
Little Black's tail flicked once.
That sentence, he found, was very reasonable.
It did not take long before Lin Xiaoyu arrived with food.
The moment Bai Lingling heard the footsteps outside, her nose twitched first before her eyes even lifted.
Then the door opened, and Lin Xiaoyu came in carefully carrying a tray.
She looked meek as usual, soft-faced girl with quick hands, bright eyes, and the kind of shy, funny temperament that made people want to tease her a little.
Bai Lingling noticed that every time she became nervous, her ears turned red first, then her face, then even her neck, as if her whole body had decided to confess its emotions one layer at a time.
"Young Miss," Lin Xiaoyu said softly, setting the tray down. "I brought your meal."
