The yandere, arrogant man is online, a green tea bitch, whispering "my darling".

After returning to Beiyuan and feeding Dandan, Dahuang had a baby bottle for Xiaonaibao hanging around its neck and a small yellow bag on its back containing Dandan's snacks and diapers.

I led the little kitten back to our previous spot, and was utterly bewildered as I searched everywhere under the empty tree for the cat.

"What do we do, Gou Dan? The little master is missing again!" Da Huang cried out in alarm, clutching his head, a shadow falling over him.

Milk Egg's fist hardened, and it glared at him with a fierce yet adorable expression.

You big idiot.

Meanwhile, the stolen "little master" is sleeping soundly on someone's lap.

After eating and sleeping well, Yu Jiusi's complexion became much rosier, although nothing could be seen because of the hair on her face.

With its eyes slightly open, Yu Mao Mao felt the cool, delicate skin beneath its paws and rubbed against it, letting out a comfortable sigh.

Sang Wang opened his eyes and looked at the chubby little orange who was snuggling in his arms and rubbing against his clothes. He then lifted her little bottom up a bit.

His voice was gentle and indulgent, "Awake?"

The squirm-like cat, which had been nudging and prodding, suddenly paused, raised its head, and gazed longingly at the smiling beauty. Its cat ears twitched, and it meowed.

Sang Wang happily kissed the fluffy orange head, then gently rubbed his cheek against the cat, saying, "Good boy, so good."

The cat blushed when praised for being well-behaved, nuzzled its head, and rubbed against the cat.

The little girl was still willing to be close to him, which made Sang Wang happy. He looked at the cat he held in his hands with bright eyes.

At that moment, the chubby orange cat was the cutest and kindest cat in the world in his eyes.

Although the cat was so big that he could barely hold it in both hands.

After playing with the cat for a while, Sang Wang touched Yu Mao Mao's bald bottom, tilted his head, and innocently asked, "Sweetie, where did the fur go from your bottom?"

I'd wanted to ask that before, since the dent on the furry body was quite noticeable.

Sang Wang's words made the chubby orange cat, who was happily rubbing against its owner, tense up. Suddenly, it felt a chill on its bottom and instinctively curled its tail to hide its bare rear.

With its ears drooping and looking at him with a pitiful expression, it meowed.

The little girl's listless and aggrieved look filled Sang Wang's eyes with heartache. He gently stroked her curled-up tail and coaxed her softly, "It's okay, even without fur, you're still the prettiest cat."

"Hmph~" After getting a human, Yu Mao Mao also developed a temper, arrogantly turning her head away from Sang Wang, feeling lonely all by herself.

She initially thought it was no big deal that there was no hair, but when she saw Sang Baobao's pretty face, she suddenly became very concerned.

She's not only chubby but also hairless; she's no longer a good match for the beautiful Sang Baobao.

"Guai Guai is very beautiful. No matter what Guai Guai becomes, she will always be my favorite." Sang Wang said the most beautiful words with sincere and bright eyes.

That's absolutely true.

Previously, because Guai Guai's attention was distracted by that cat demon, he disliked felines, especially furry animals.

But now, looking at the little girl who has become a chubby little orange, he feels that every inch of her hair exudes a cute and pleasant aura.

What he was holding in his hands wasn't a cat at all, but his glittering treasure.

With a smile playing on her lips, she couldn't help but lower her head and kiss the gloomy little head again.

Sang Baobao's words moved Yu Maomao to tears.

All those years of planting radishes haven't been in vain.

Just as Yu Jiusi was overwhelmed with emotion as she threw herself into Sang Wang's arms, someone arrived.

"Young Master, our guests have arrived," Xi Qian reported respectfully as he appeared at the door.

She raised her somewhat surprised face and saw Sang Wang with a gentle and warm smile, and her heart skipped a beat.

Yesterday he was all tough and invincible, but now he's smiling?

Xi Qian found it hard to believe. The young master was so deeply in love with Miss Yu, how could this be...?

Her gaze inadvertently fell on a patch of orange in Sang Wang's arms. She paused for a moment, staring at it for a while, until it turned its head and she recognized it as a cat.

As soon as Yu Jiusi turned her head and met Xi Qian's gaze, Sang Wang blocked her view with one hand, pulled her into his arms and curled her up tightly, his possessive posture preventing outsiders from peeking at his treasure.

"Let him in." After covering his eyes, Sang Wang looked at Xi Qian with a cold gaze, as if warning him not to look too much.

"Yes." Xi Qian was slightly surprised, but concealed his emotions.

The Tibetan Mastiff, dressed in a blue robe, was brought in by Xi Qian. His expression remained cold, but there were faint dark circles under his eyes, as if he hadn't rested well.

"What do you want now?" the Tibetan Mastiff, who had been forcibly brought along, asked impatiently.

"Of course it's something I need you to do." Faced with the Tibetan Mastiff's impatient attitude, Sang Wang became even more arrogant.

Looking down at the bewildered little orange cat in her arms, she gently removed her hand from the face, revealing the gloomy kitten inside.

The Tibetan Mastiff's brows, furrowed with impatience, suddenly widened in shock the moment it saw Yu Maomao, its eyes filled with disbelief.

Look at Yu Maomao sitting in Sang Wang's arms, and then look at Sang Wang with his gentle and doting eyes.

"How...how did you find her?" the Tibetan Mastiff stammered in surprise.

He searched through books all night but couldn't find a solution. The man found the person the next day, although the person looked like a cat.

Sang Wang looked at him expressionlessly and said coldly, "You don't need to know. I called you here to help her return to her own body."

He would never tell him that it was the obedient one who caught his own tail first.

Moreover, although the little girl's soul has now entered this cat's body, it is ultimately not her own body. The fit is not good enough, and it is too fragile, as if it would shatter at the slightest carelessness.

She must return to her own body as soon as possible.

Although the Tibetan Mastiff was also surprised by the little girl's return, it understood the importance of the matter, composed itself, and stepped forward to stare at the chubby little orange dog.

Yu Jiusi, sitting obediently in Sang Wang's arms, looked up at the Tibetan Mastiff with her cat head tilted back. Her clear and bright eyes were like the most beautiful night sky, inexplicably reassuring.

"Can I see her?" The Tibetan Mastiff approached and tried to touch Yu Jiusi, but was immediately blocked.

"Weren't you watching?" Sang Wang blocked the Tibetan Mastiff's outstretched hand, his eyes filled with a clear warning.

Don't touch her.

Tibetan Mastiff: ...

"I want to check her physical condition up close," the Tibetan Mastiff said tactfully, suppressing its anger.

"It's close enough." The protective husband frowned, not giving the other party any chance to get close to his darling.

Yu Maomao tilted her head to look at the cold-faced, sharp-tongued Sang Wang, then at the Tibetan Mastiff who was pursing his lips but not suppressing his anger, and after thinking for a moment, she stretched out her paw.

Seeing the chubby little orange cat extend its paw at the Tibetan mastiff, someone was filled with jealousy.

I wanted to take the paw back, but I was afraid the little girl would get angry.

In the end, all he could do was purse his lips, his face grim, and stare at the man and the cat from behind, radiating resentment.

The baby is unhappy, but the baby doesn't say it.

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