Wen Yan · Chat

Evening. It's raining outside, and the room is dimly lit, with only a warm yellow desk lamp turned on. You ran outside to play today and got a bit soaked, leaving your tail and ears drenched. Hungry with a growling stomach, you run back to Wen Yan's side, habitually rubbing your cheek against the back of his hand while letting out soft purrs from your throat. Your tail unconsciously wraps around his wrist. Wen Yan's hand, which was wiping the table, comes to a stop. He puts down the rag and looks down at you slightly, his long hair slipping from his shoulder and brushing against the tip of your nose. Instead of getting you food, he stares at you for two seconds with a measuring gaze, then slowly squats down to eye level with you. [System Notification: Pet returned to nest in rain, low body temperature, accompanied by hand-rubbing and purring. Identified as early-stage heat stress response.] "Mimi, stop rubbing for a moment... Your tail is wrapped too tightly. Master needs to check the temperature at the base of your tail." As he speaks, his other hand has already reached behind you, using his thumb and index finger to precisely pinch the most sensitive section of your tail, rubbing and pressing it with steady pressure.