Chapter 579: I Want to Become the Cat Next to You
As it turns out, when you turn into a cat and then back into a human, you definitely retain some of those cat-like habits.
Like right now, kneeling on Young Master Sang’s lap, Nian Nian, looking both shy and furious, was scratching his face much like a cat would.
Even her piercing, indignant screams sounded just like a cat’s meow.
“Sang! Zhe!”
“I’m gonna fight you, you furry little pest!”
This was the most unjust punishment Young Master Sang had ever endured.
Not only was the reason for the beating unfair, but not being able to fight back made it even worse.
Especially since Nian Nian was really going all out, leaving multiple scratches on Sang’s face, who could only wail in despair:
“Mom! You’re my real mom! Don’t scratch my face anymore!”
“Where’s Senior Sister Yan? Where’s Senior Sister Yan? Someone save me!”
Meanwhile, Yan Rouwan was leisurely sipping tea, obviously enjoying the show, a smirk dancing at the corners of her lips.
Eventually, a bloodied Young Master Sang crumpled at the foot of the bed, and only then did a fuming Nian Nian turn her head, glaring at Yan Rouwan.
“You, you’re insane!”
“What?” Yan Rouwan replied nonchalantly, “Didn’t you ask me to turn you back?”
“Who told you to turn me back like this!”
Nian Nian’s cheeks gradually turned crimson as she almost stammered, “If he knows like that…”
In the corner, Young Master Sang cautiously poked his head out.
But the next moment, seeing Nian Nian’s tearful rage, he quickly pulled it back in.
“Look at you all flustered.”
Yan Rouwan teased, “It’s just someone touching your chest. What’s the big deal?”
“You, as a being of omniscience and rules, why do you care about this trivial matter of flesh?”
“You say it so lightly!” Nian Nian, with her red-rimmed eyes, complained, “Why don’t you let him touch your chest?”
Unexpectedly, Yan Rouwan countered, “Who says I can’t?”
Nian Nian: “?”
Young Master Sang, who was trying to sneak away, suddenly found himself uncontrollably flying into Yan Rouwan’s embrace, burying his head in her chest.
“Ugh!”
Feeling softness enveloping his head, Sang didn’t even have time to think before his hands seem to cling to her on their own.
“How’s it feel?”
Though Yan Rouwan’s cheeks flushed slightly, her tone remained nonchalant: “Compared to Nian Nian, which one feels better?”
…Is this really a question about how it feels?
It’s basically asking for my last words.
Whichever answer I give, Nian Nian’s gonna kill me anyway.
Sure enough, seeing Sang leaning in so closely, Nian Nian got even redder, nearly bursting with anger as she pointed at the two of them: “You, you, you two…”
“Uh, do I still get a chance to explain?”
“You can’t even take your hands off first before explaining! So shameless!”
Reluctantly, Sang retracted his hands from Yan Rouwan’s chest.
…Well.
How should I put it?
Steamed buns have their own merits.
Soccer has its own merits.
The former is perky and fits nicely in a hand, eliciting cute, blushing squeaks.
The latter is full, round, and soft, like a denser hand massage.
It’s quite the tough choice…
Before he could finish that thought, Nian Nian delivered a solid smack to his head.
“No thinking!” Nian Nian pouted indignantly.
“I-I wasn’t thinking, don’t slander me—”
“Don’t forget that I’m your system! How can I not know what you are thinking?”
Sang immediately wilted.
“So… what on earth is happening?” His gaze darted back and forth between Nian Nian and Yan Rouwan.
“Nothing much.”
Yan Rouwan maintained her usual calm: “An old friend reunion, just playing a little game.”
“I don’t know if she’s having fun, but I’m definitely enjoying myself.”
Nian Nian looked like she was about to explode, glaring at her furiously.
“You! What else can you do besides bully me?”
“I can get Sang to bully you, too.” Yan Rouwan replied decisively.
“You!”
Nian Nian, flustered and furious, blinked rapidly as if she were about to cry.
At that moment, Sang looked at her adorable, teary-eyed rage and realized something.
Aside from being a system and a rule, Nian Nian was just an ordinary girl after all.
And a pretty cute one at that.
The next moment, Nian Nian suddenly turned her fierce gaze toward Sang.
Sang felt a chill crawl down his spine and nervously asked, “W-what’s wrong?”
“Forget everything that happened these two days.”
Nian Nian bit her lip tightly, her eyes glistening: “Did you hear me?”
Sang nodded rapidly like a chick pecking at rice.
But to forget…
It didn’t seem like that much happened in the last couple of days.
Just that he turned into a cat, nothing that couldn’t be shared—
…Right?
As he recalled the past two days of opening up a cat’s legs to check if it was male or female, hugging a cat’s belly to suck on its soft fur, bathing in front of a cat while completely naked, and also getting bitten by a cat…
Sang: “…”
Definitely.
If he didn’t forget, he’d better prepare his last words.
Yan Rouwan watched the way Sang and Nian Nian’s gazes avoided each other, and couldn’t help but smirk, saying softly:
“I’m tired. I’ll head back first.”
“You two take your time chatting.” After that, her figure suddenly disappeared from the room.
Left alone, the atmosphere between Nian Nian and Sang became even more awkward.
Sang tentatively glanced at Nian Nian.
But she, like a startled cat, clutched her hands to her chest, biting her lip in sheer fury.
Sang: “Uh, cough, Nian Nian, you know this is all a misunderstanding. You don’t have to cover up, I didn’t do it on purpose—”
“Don’t bring up the chest again!”
Nian Nian erupted in anger.
“Okay, okay!” Sang quickly coaxed: “I won’t bring it up. I’ve completely forgotten.”
Nian Nian stood in front of him with her hands behind her back.
Her fair cheeks accentuated the rosy hint at the corners of her eyes, and her long eyelashes framed eyes that were misty. Her little nose occasionally quivered slightly.
That fresh and cute little shirt and pleated skirt emphasized the youthful exuberance of the girl, making her look like a little girlfriend waiting for comfort after a tantrum.
Hypnotized by her pitifully cute gaze, Sang momentarily forgot how to comfort her.
Unexpectedly, it was Nian Nian who spoke first. She slightly diverted her gaze and murmured, “…Oh.”
“I-I also got forced to turn into a cat by Yan Rouwan, I couldn’t respond to you.”
“It’s not that I was ignoring you on purpose.”
Sang blinked in surprise.
“If you feel like someone’s playing tricks on you and you’re upset, you should take it up with Yan Rouwan. It has nothing to do with me…”
Once she finished mumbling, Nian Nian stole a glance at Sang’s expression.
However, she didn’t find anger or helplessness on his face.
Instead, she saw him let out a sigh of relief.
“That scared me.”
Sang chuckled: “I thought maybe I upset you, which is why you ignored me.”
Nian Nian’s heart skipped a beat.
For some reason, she suddenly felt that if she really turned into a cat, curling up in his arms and rubbing against his cheek would actually feel… pretty nice.
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