Chapter 439. Sister is a Cat!
“It’s Wen Yang’s birthday~”
Ning Chu rested her chin on the table, murmuring softly.
Even though Wen Yang didn’t mind, as the “puppet master” and the author who casually added “both parents deceased” in the story, she always felt a bit guilty about Wen Yang’s family.
But this also meant she didn’t have to worry about future mother-in-law relationships.
If she had known that the male lead she wrote about would become her boyfriend, she definitely would have given Wen Yang a wealthy persona!
Ning Chu’s hands were揉捏着 a plush toy in her arms, pondering how to give Wen Yang a joyous, memorable birthday.
For his solar birthday, she planned to spend it just the two of them, but for his lunar birthday, she could invite her roommates and friends to chip in.
The sound of steady footsteps approached from the hallway, and Ning Chu’s sharp ears immediately recognized the owner of the footsteps.
Her previously straight posture slouched, and she lazily leaned towards the table.
The door swung open, and Wen Yang entered, carrying takeout from the cafeteria: “How’s your cold?”
“My nose is really stuffy,” Ning Chu replied in a nasal tone, her voice thick with congestion.
Seeing the little demoness still looking unwell, Wen Yang put down the dinner and came closer, feeling her forehead with the back of his hand.
“You don’t have a fever. The medicine seems to be working well.”
“Wen Yang~ Did you buy Coke?”
“Still thinking about Coke while being sick,” Wen Yang said as if casting a spell, suddenly pulling a small can of Coke from his coat pocket and placing it on the table. “Just have a couple sips to satisfy your craving.”
“Thanks, hubby!”
Ning Chu instantly perked up, no longer pretending to be weak and pitiful, quickly snatching the Coke.
Gulping down half a can, she couldn’t help but burp and leaned back with a relaxed sigh, feeling her nose clear up.
“Just for getting a bottle of Coke, you’re already calling me hubby,” Wen Yang ruffled her hair, carefully avoiding the edges, “Let’s eat.”
Usually, the little demoness only called him “hubby” or even “dad” when she was delirious in bed, but now a single bottle of Coke had bought her off.
A blush crept onto Ning Chu’s face as she hugged the Coke and followed Wen Yang to sit on the sofa.
Wen Yang opened the takeout, laying out all the dishes before her, breaking apart a pair of disposable chopsticks and handing them over: “You eat first.”
“I feel like I’ll be spoiled by you.”
“That’d be nice too.”
Ning Chu had grown up without a father, and her mother was busy with work.
In her previous life, after her mother passed away, her brother was a disaster, leaving her to fend for herself for nearly a decade. But she never expected that after crossing over, she’d be pampered by her very own male lead, almost feeling like she was raised as a daughter.
Sometimes she wondered if Wen Yang was treating her too well, compensating for her lack, causing her to like men after becoming a girl so soon.
“Try the ribs; they’re a new dish. If you like them, I’ll buy them again next time.”
“Eat some veggies too; don’t you love bean sprouts?”
“By the way, I also bought sauced ribs.”
Wen Yang put on a pair of disposable gloves, grabbed a piece of sauced rib, grimaced from the heat, but still tore off some of the meat from the bone and put it in Ning Chu’s bowl.
Ning Chu stuffed her cheeks full, looking like a little hamster, mumbling: “You eat too.”
“Your appetite is small anyway, so I’ll wait till you’re done.”
Wen Yang looked down at her enjoying her food, his eyes filled with warmth.
She stole a glance at Wen Yang but felt her face heat up from his burning gaze and quickly ducked her head to look away.
Having only eaten half a bowl, Ning Chu put down her chopsticks and muttered, “I’m full.”
“Not gonna eat a bit more?”
“I’m cutting down on calories.”
She figured she should control her weight a bit…
“I’m craving bubble tea now.”
“……”
Ning Chu’s thoughts always jumped around. Before Wen Yang could refuse her, she quickly changed the subject: “Did you see that black cat in class this afternoon?”
Even though she had previously pouted asking Wen Yang to take the afternoon off to take care of her, in the end, she chose to sleep alone at home.
Wen Yang shook his head: “No, I didn’t see a single cat all afternoon.”
“I wonder which girl has made a contract to be the magical girl… Qian Qian should be happy to help.”
Ning Chu leaned back on the sofa, hands on her slightly bulging belly, complaining to the ceiling: “That black cat is too much~ It didn’t bring back a new magical girl to introduce to Qian Qian.”
“That cat seemed to enjoy the spectacle.”
“Right? I think it finds it fun to stir up trouble.”
She lifted the hem of her dress, scratching her slightly itchy belly, then glanced down.
The low-waisted skirt exposed some silver patterns, the ambiguous lines creeping into the depths of her slightly swollen abdomen—just one glance made one feel quite flustered.
She sneakily glanced at Wen Yang, proudly exposing her belly adorned with silver patterns.
“You’re still sick; aren’t you afraid of getting cold again?”
“Yeah! You wouldn’t be so heartless to do this to me, right?”
“……”
After a brief silence, Wen Yang pulled out a soft package from his coat, like a magical cat bag full of surprises: “Oh, your package.”
“Package…”
Seeing the wrapping that looked like clothes, Ning Chu quickly recalled what she had ordered.
She took the package and hurried to the bathroom: “I’ll be right back.”
“Sure.”
Wen Yang didn’t think much of it and looked down to continue surveying the food on the coffee table.
Usually, they ordered enough for three people, with Ning Chu eating half, and he taking care of the leftovers.
His phone on the side rang, and he picked it up, glancing at the caller ID. Wiping his mouth, he straightened up and answered the video call.
“Hello, Auntie.” Wen Yang spoke softly, fearing a louder voice might startle his future mother-in-law.
“Have you eaten?”
“Yeah, still eating.”
“Ning Xin said she misses you.”
As she spoke, a cat head popped into view on the phone screen, Hei Dou, its ears perked up, taking up most of the display.
Before Hei Dou could say anything, an excited call came from the bathroom, causing Wen Yang to jump and turn toward the direction of the sound.
“Wen Yang! Look! Isn’t it pretty~”
Ning Chu dashed out, dressed in a rather revealing maid outfit, with a deep neckline exposing ample cleavage, a heart-shaped tail held high behind her, and a pair of cat ears atop her head.
The skirt was so short it barely covered her backside, her slim waist exposed to the cool air with faint pink silver patterns clearly visible.
Wen Yang stared at Ning Chu, dumbfounded.
“How is it! This outfit is nice, right? I plan to wear this for your birthday…”
“Sister is a cat too!”
A familiar shout interrupted Ning Chu, causing her to freeze in place, only then realizing the phone resting on the coffee table.
From a distance, the phone screen showed not only Hei Dou’s big face but also her mother’s face!
“Wearing so little, you’d better not catch a cold~” her mother smiled, covering her mouth.
“……”
A vibrant blush rushed to Ning Chu’s face, visible at a glance. She let out a pathetic wail and turned back to dive into the bathroom.
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