Chapter 1992: Feeding Rules (Final)
Chapter 1992: Chapter 1992: Feeding Rules (Final)
Shang Qi seemed out of sorts all day; Chuzheng placed her little paw on Shang Qi’s forehead.Shang Qi snapped back to reality, pulled Chuzheng’s paw away, held it in his hand, and used his other hand to brush Little Cat’s nose. "I’m not feverish. I’m fine."
Chuzheng: "..."
I think you’re not doing too well.
The day passed in the blink of an eye. Shang Qi was somewhat reluctant to go to the bedroom, so he thumbed through a book in the study, but didn’t read even a word.
Bang!
Shang Qi put down the book and got up and went to the bedroom.
He didn’t dare show too much emotion. He chatted with Chuzheng normally for a bit, then held her as he turned off the lights and closed his eyes.
Soft fur brushed against his skin, tickling just slightly.
Perhaps because he didn’t rest well last night, he accidentally fell asleep.
When Shang Qi woke up, he found the Little Cat in his arms had transformed into a person.
Shang Qi: "..."
It’s really not an illusion.
Holding a cat and holding a human is a completely different feeling, but there are similarities—they’re both soft.
Shang Qi’s gaze landed on the pair of furry ears. In the end, he couldn’t help but reach out his evil paw.
Chuzheng always disliked him touching her head and ears. As soon as Shang Qi’s fingers touched them, the ears twitched.
Shang Qi held his breath in surprise, not daring to move again.
In the darkness, there was a lasting silence, eventually broken by breathing sounds.
Shang Qi suppressed the thoughts that didn’t align with the core values of socialism and placed his hand obediently to the side.
However, he was being well-mannered; the person in his arms wasn’t as disciplined.
"Shang Qi."
The girl’s soft murmurs floated like ethereal music in a dream, ready to dissipate at any moment.
Shang Qi’s heart thundered, wondering if he misheard.
"Are you happy?"
The girl’s voice chimed again, followed by a small head rising in his arms. Under the faint light, those beautiful eyes were still visible.
Shang Qi’s breath caught.
"You..."
Chuzheng flipped over on top of him, and darkness fell before his eyes, accompanied by a cool, ghostly aroma wafting up...
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Chuzheng’s time to transform into a human was limited, only lasting a few hours, and only at night.
Now Shang Qi looked at Chuzheng, his gaze full of complex emotions.
It was as if he didn’t know what to do with her, mixed with signs of joy, and a bit of unnaturalness.