Why bother with dating when you already have a cat?

As a result, Xiaoyu was completely embraced by Ai Qing, and after the two of them pressed together for a long time, she was instantly immersed in a warm ocean.

It must be at least as thick as three fingers!

So thick!

So satisfying!

More, please!

It feels like it's going to overflow very soon!

"Okay, okay, let's celebrate your birthday first."

Unfortunately, Ai Qing didn't know that Xiao Yu wanted more from him. After carrying Xiao Yu to the dining table, he put her on the table.

Then, Ai Qing took out a small cake and a candle from the plastic bag of the takeout.

This is a normal cake; Ai Qing bought it for herself.

Two cakes were placed on the dining table. Ai Qing pulled Xiao Yu to squat across the table and placed the birthday cake that she had specially prepared for her in front of her.

Then Ai Qing placed her own cake in front of him and put the candles symbolizing his first birthday on it.

I didn't put the candle on the fish cake mainly because I was worried that wax or something might drip down and the fish might eat it, which wouldn't be safe.

He didn't care; a little dirt won't hurt him.

"Oh right, the lighter... Holy crap!"

Ai Qing had already lit all the candles when he realized he didn't have a lighter... After all, he didn't smoke, and there was no need for a lighter at home.

Fortunately, he was clever and resourceful. He took the candle and went into the kitchen, lit it with the fire on the stove, and then quickly ran back to the living room to relight it.

……

The lights in the living room were turned off.

It was already past six o'clock in the evening.

As darkness fell outside, a single candlelight filled the dimly lit room, illuminating Ai Qing and Xiao Yu's faces.

Ai Qing clapped her hands and softly hummed a birthday song.

Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you!

To Ai Qing's surprise, Xiao Yu managed to resist eating the cake the whole time, and instead watched him quietly and obediently.

Only after he finished singing the birthday song, blew out the candles, turned on the living room light, and announced that it was time to eat did Xiaoyu bury her cat face in the cake and enjoy it properly.

Ai Qing smiled and patted her head before enjoying her own cake.

……

A dozen minutes later, Ai Qing finished eating the cake and leaned back in her chair.

When I looked up, I was startled to find that the little fish across from me, who was engrossed in eating cake, had vanished.

Instead, there was a girl in human form, wearing a white floral dress, with an innocent and pure expression.

Little Fish sat obediently in the chair, blinked at Ai Qing, opened her little mouth, and made some rather earnest "ah ah um um" sounds.

At last.

Ai Qing seemed to vaguely hear it.

The little fish opened its big eyes and tried to utter indistinct words:

"tasty……"

"happy……"

Chapter 28 Little Fish's Exclusive Humanoid Catnip

March 15th, sunny.

Qianxin Pet Hospital opened today.

Kong Fugui has also returned to China. It is said that Wu Yong was discharged from the army due to injury. I'll find some time to go and visit him with Guigui.

I celebrated Xiaoyu's birthday tonight.

What surprised me the most was... Little Fish actually spoke!

Although her speech was halting and hesitant, at least she was able to express her own meaning.

Delicious, and makes me happy.

Hey.

It turns out that receiving personal affirmation for what you've done can be so satisfying.

And the way Xiaoyu was trying so hard to utter the words was surprisingly adorable.

However, after trying it again last night, I found that although Xiaoyu can say some words, they are probably only a small part that she can understand on her own.

She still can't fully understand what I'm saying, nor can she grasp the true meaning of most of the sentences.

It seems like it will take a long time to achieve truly smooth communication between the two people.

Fortunately, there is now hope.

I'll be at ease as long as the little fish can learn to talk.

Otherwise, raising a little girl who can't speak would be too inconvenient and could easily lead to various accidents.

Hopefully, things will get better in the future.

……

March 16th, cloudy.

The data from yesterday's trial run is in.

The number of favorites increased by 371.

In this round of recommendations for light novels, this data ranks third.

The first one is "Sasuke, Be My Son!", a Naruto fanfiction.

When I saw the title of this book, I almost couldn't hold back my laughter.

However, seeing that it's the setting of Whitebeard from One Piece traveling to Naruto, it all suddenly makes sense.

The second one is "Douluo: Tang San's Path of the Witch," a Douluo fanfiction that borrows the witch setting from Lord of Mysteries and gender-swappes the protagonist Tang San...

When I saw this book title, I almost choked.

But then I thought about it again, and the two books on the other side had better recommendation numbers than mine, so it makes sense.

It's not easy being an online novelist these days, especially for newcomers without established works. To gain more exposure early on, they have to resort to interesting or even quirky gimmicks.

Only by relying on these ideas can we attract readers early on and avoid being eliminated in the first round.

Am I not the same way?

While the idea of ​​humans turning into cats isn't particularly novel these days, the combination of a childhood sweetheart relationship does have some appeal.

Now that we're ranked third, I can breathe a slight sigh of relief.

Advancing to the second round of recommendations should be no problem.

To be honest, out of dozens of books featured in this recommendation section, my original light novel ranked third, and the editors all said it was pretty good.

A quick glance reveals that the next original light novel is already outside the top twenty.

This is unavoidable; fan fiction naturally attracts readers, and with a good gimmick, its initial readership will definitely far exceed that of original works.

If it weren't for the support of some loyal readers of the old book, the first round of recommendations might not have been so effective.

Someone tagged me in the group just now, and when I clicked in, it was that bastard Little Doll again. He just loves to watch the drama unfold all day long.

Seeing that it was him who tagged me, I guess it's that guy Aoyama Noboru rambling on again.

This time, he followed the trend and wrote a simulator novel with a cultivation theme, and the recommendation data seems to be quite good.

However, I haven't looked at it in detail. In short, everything will be revealed when it's released and the first subscription will tell.

……

March 17th, today is Tuesday.

Living a full-time job, I've become less sensitive to what day of the week it is.

After all, we live pretty much the same life every day, with no distinction between weekdays and weekends.

While others are working, I can rest; while others are resting on weekends, I still have to write.

The advantage is that you can flexibly arrange your time.

For example, today, Gui Gui asked me again if I wanted to drink.

Sister Qian said she's almost done with her work these past two days and can come out in the evening if she's free.

I glanced at the drafts I had prepared, and I felt quite safe enough to go out.

Such a decadent nightlife... I'm going to be corrupted by that kid Gui Gui again.

Speaking of which, Gui Gui's younger brother seems to be almost in sixth grade, right?

I wonder if the old textbooks and project notebooks are still around.

……

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Ai Qing stretched in front of her computer desk, shut down the computer, and got up.

Turning around, I saw a little fish sitting on the bed like a duck.

The girl sat quietly and obediently on the edge of the bed, just behind Ai Qing, which almost startled him.

"Little Fish, when you transform into a human, can you not be so quiet? You're going to give me a heart attack sooner or later."

Xiaoyu tried to let the warmth flow into her brain, tilting her head and pondering the meaning of Ai Qing's words.

"Little...fish?" Little Fish blinked, only understanding these two words.

Well, in the end, all I can understand is my own name.