Tang Jin narrowed his round cat-like pupils.
"Not just that."
Little Milk Jin patted the arm of her older brother, signaling him to put her down.
The ragdoll cat was only two or three months old, and upon Tang Jin touching the ground, it seemed to truly sense who would treat it well, as if it were an adult cat. Even though all the people present were strangers, the kitten still timidly hid behind Tang Jin according to its instincts.
However, it covered its head without covering its rear, so while its body was hidden, it exposed a furry tail.
Moreover, the entire cat was still damp, looking utterly pitiful.
Tang Jin turned his head to make eye contact with it, blinking his similar cat-like pupils.
"Meow, meow~"
The little fellow trembled subconsciously, then carefully touched Tang Jin's hind heel with its wet little paws.
Although he couldn't understand what it was saying, he could clearly sense its goodwill.
