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

The chubby little orange cat's baffling behavior not only stunned the kitten, but also silenced Sang Wang.

He picked up the chubby orange cat, who was completely absorbed in petting it, and carried it back to the tree. His long, slender hands gently scratched the cat's soft belly. "It tickles?"

"Meow~" The cat, whose belly was being rubbed by its owner, squinted its eyes comfortably, lay on his lap, stretched out its limbs, and exposed more of its belly.

Seeing the chubby little orange cat looking so content, Sang Wang smiled and rubbed its belly while petting it.

If he scratches the wrong spot, Fatty Orange will twist its body to change his position, lazily lying on Sang Wang's lap and making comfortable sounds.

Seeing the warm and harmonious scene under the tree, the ignored kitten tiptoed forward, just about to meow to attract the attention of the chubby orange cat.

Before he could even open his mouth, he was suddenly flung away by the snake's tail.

"Meow?" The little kitten, which was flying in the air, looked confused and then fell into someone's arms.

"What is that?" Gu Li, who had just entered the room, instinctively grabbed the thing that was being thrown at him. It was soft, furry, and still moving.

The kitten, whose head was being grabbed, was held in Gu Li's hand, looking like a dead cat.

"Oh, how did you end up in my hands, little furry thing?" Gu Li looked at the thing in her hand and asked in surprise.

Little Mao Mao: Can you put me down first? You're going to twist my head off.

Seeing the kitten's lifeless and angry eyes, Gu Li touched his nose and put the cat on the ground.

Upon landing, the adorable little kitten transformed into a graceful young woman.

Qingmao glanced at Gu Li, snorted coldly, and turned his head to look at the chubby little orange in Sang Wang's arms, his eyes shining, "My lord."

The adult has turned into a cat. The adult is now the same kind as her. Does this mean the adult can play with her from now on?

Yu Mao Mao, who was enjoying the treatment of a cat master while lying on Sang Wang's lap, lazily rolled over and looked at the three people at the door with a salted fish-like gaze.

A "meow" is his way of saying hello, but it's very perfunctory.

Qingmao stepped forward with delight, wanting to chat with the cat master, but was stopped in her tracks by someone's murderous gaze.

Protecting one's offspring: If you want to live, stay away.

A small, helpless creature trembling. (jpg)

Qingmao looked at the chubby little orange cat, who exuded cuteness, with teary eyes, wanting to get closer but not daring to.

"I heard you turned into a cat, and it's true." Gu Li looked at the lazy, chubby orange cat in Sang Wang's arms in shock.

Yu Maomao glanced at him lazily.

"But why are you so fat?" Gu Li, who had been working hard all day to find a way to save Yu Jiu, was overjoyed to see the little girl return safely.

But unable to resist his sharp tongue, he subconsciously spoke up when he saw the chubby orange cat, which had become as round as a ball.

The chubby orange cat, who was lazily lying on its owner's lap enjoying its feline life, suddenly opened its eyes and raised its head, its surprised expression impossible to hide.

fat?

Fatty?

After the cat was shocked, it ran into Sang Wang's arms with a sad expression, burying its round face in his chest and nuzzling him. Its back looked pitiful.

Before Sang Wang could comfort him while rubbing his little head, he heard someone speak again, courting death.

"Huh? Why is there a flower on your butt? And it's bright red, hahaha..." Gu Li laughed as he looked at the chubby little orange who had buried his head in Sang Wang's arms and was showing his butt.

Yu Maomao, who was still seeking comfort in Sang Baobao's arms, stiffened, exuding an aura of utter despair.

It wants to bury its head and hide its bottom at the same time; its round body is too busy to keep up.

Looking at the pitiful Yu Mao Mao in his arms, Sang Wang looked up at Gu Li with a bloodthirsty murderous intent in his eyes, "If you can't speak, then just pull out your tongue."

Faced with the threat of having his tongue pulled out, Gu Li, who had been laughing heartily, immediately stopped, covered his mouth, and shook his head repeatedly.

After giving Gu Li a few sinister stares, Sang Wang lowered his head and gently comforted the chubby little orange cat in his arms, whose ears were drooping and who looked listless.

"My little one isn't fat, he's just chubby, and I love him." She gently lifted the kitten up, cupping his little bottom, and soothed her sweetheart softly.

"Meow?" Really?

"Of course it's true. Anyone who says you're fat is blind." Someone blatantly lied, shocking Gu Li, who had been falsely accused of being blind.

Long Aotian's gaze softened slightly when he looked at Fatty Orange, but when he turned to Gu Li, his expression was icy and sharp as he coldly rebuked, "Blind."

Gu Li choked up. With that kind of weight, who's blind?

"Exactly, she's so cute, how could you say she's fat? She's so cute she's practically bursting with adorableness." Qingmao, who always stood by Yu Jiusi's side, snorted and glanced at Gu Li with disdain.

For a moment, Gu Li genuinely thought that there was something wrong with her perception.

Qingmao, eager to get close to Yu Jiusi and play with her, approached again, coaxing her like a child, "Don't be sad, adult. I have some dried fish. Do you want some?"

Dried small fish?

The chubby little orange cat nestled in Sang Wang's arms twitched its ears, turned its head with excitement, and looked at the girl with bright, sparkling eyes.

Just as he was about to let go and run into the girl's arms, his head was cupped in one hand and turned back, meeting Sang Baobao's resentful gaze.

"I have one too."

Yu Maomao blinked at Sang Wang, hesitant.

"This is the latest product, roast chicken flavored!" Qingmao further tempted.

roast chicken?

(¯﹃¯)

Yu Maomao craned her neck back, stretching it out, looking like she wanted to eat.

Swallowing hard, it cautiously turned back to its owner for permission.

"Meow?" Can I eat it?

"Sweetie, don't you want to eat my dried fish anymore?" Sang Wang lowered his eyes, his brows and eyes revealing a hint of sadness.

"Meow meow meow." But those are dried fish flavored with roasted chicken.

In the end, Sang Wang never expected that his beloved cat would be lured away by another cat with just a dried fish.

He stared gloomily at the two cats huddled together on the lawn eating dried fish, regretting that he hadn't prepared enough varieties of dried fish.

Xi Qian glanced at a certain spot and instantly understood what was happening while protecting Sang Wang from the shadows. He silently left the Sang residence and began sweeping up all sorts of dried fish.

"I heard about her from the Tibetan Mastiff. I heard you're planning to go to the Spirit Realm?" Although Gu Li was carefree, he still remembered the important matters.

Sang Wang, who was intently staring at his wife, received a look from Leng Youyou.

"I wanted to ask how you got in without permission?" Gu Li asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Charge in." Sang Wang's eyes darkened, exuding domineering arrogance.

"I love it." Gu Li slapped his thigh, looking very excited. "I've been wanting to get rid of those old guys for a long time. Count me in when they cause trouble."

"And me too," Long Aotian echoed firmly.

Sang Wang didn't answer, but just stared intently at Yu Maomao.

Yu Maomao sat on the lawn, eating dried fish with one hand and rubbing her belly with the other.

Qingmao, now back to his kitten form, kept rubbing against her, begging to be petted.

Yu Maomao: "Meow~"

Wait, let me finish masturbating myself first, then I'll masturbate you.