This little thing had just been curled up obediently by his feet, sleeping in peace, looking all drowsy, harmless, and completely unwary, yet the moment he tried to get close, it stabbed him hard and bristled all over in defense.
For no reason, he felt a strange sense of familiarity with this creature; it was just like someone he knew.
This time, prepared for it, Xia Nuobai carefully shifted his angle and scooped the little thing up from underneath, cupping it in his palm.
Its belly and tiny paws were completely different from the quills covering its body—shockingly pink and soft. Its four chubby pink little legs were trembling as they scrabbled between his fingers, and in the darkness two bead-like, glossy black eyes watched him, cautious yet curious.
