Lu Jing came over for the night without saying a word, what's this all about?
And Lu Jing, infuriating as ever, showed concern for her, "If you're tired, go ahead and sleep first. I'll take care of Little Mirror."
Zhang Lingying couldn't possibly let him, a novice who had never cared for a pet, take care of the still fragile Little Mirror. Since Lu Jing refused to leave, she had to stay in the living room and accompany him in watching Little Mirror sleep.
The sleeping Little Mirror was very well-behaved, curled up into a little ball, looking somewhat lacking in security.
Its pink little nose was a bit damp, occasionally nuzzling towards Lu Jing, using his body warmth to stay warm.
"Are you worried about Little Mirror?" Lu Jing caught Zhang Lingying's uneasy gaze and suddenly opened his mouth to speak.
Zhang Lingying hesitated for a few seconds, then gently nodded.
