Chapter 59 – How A Cat Slave is Formed (6)
Yan Luo tilted her head, blinked her eyes, and squatted next to the sofa, her little tail swaying slightly behind her.
The two people were actually still in college, but they were about to graduate, and they were both busy.
Fang Yuan had left early in the morning after feeding Yan Luo today, leaving only Yan Luo, and Jun Chen in his room.
What should she do? However, in this form, there are also benefits. For these two people, cats, as small animals, are more trustworthy than humans.
Just as she was thinking like this, the door in front of her was pushed open.
Yan Luo’s eyes lit up slightly, and with a *meow*, she stared at the person in front of her.
Jun Chen’s hand holding the doorknob paused slightly, looking at Yan Luo who appeared in front of him without knowing what to do.
After frowning for a long time, he finally looked around, indeed not finding any chaotic situation. Then he relaxed.
Ignoring Yan Luo directly, Jun Chen stepped towards the kitchen.
Yan Luo tilted her head and meowed, then stood up and followed Jun Chen, swaying.
The tiny meowing sound echoed in Jun Chen’s ears. He stopped, then turned around and saw Yan Luo squatting in front of him again, meowing a few times when he looked over.
She looked very well-behaved.
Jun Chen looked down at Yan Luo condescendingly. When he stepped back, he noticed that Yan Luo took two steps forward after him, then squatted down again.
Jun Chen crouched down, “If you’re hungry, wait for Fang Yuan to come back and feed you, don’t follow me.”
*Meow?* Yan Luo tilted her head.
Jun Chen stood up and took two steps forward again, feeling the slightly staggering follow at his feet.
His body froze, his steps stopped, and Jun Chen looked down with a dark face at the innocent little white cat rubbing against his feet.
She was just the size of his palm, he could easily slap her to death, how dare she come so close to him?
He bent down and picked up Yan Luo, then put her feet down.
The warm and soft touch in his hand made Jun Chen pause slightly.
She was so small, he felt like if he exerted any force, he would crush her.
Almost instinctively, Yan Luo lowered her head and rubbed against his palm, softly meowing twice.
The fluffy little furball lay in his palm, her half-closed eyes revealing only a small blue slit as she softly purred.
Complete dependence.
It felt a bit novel.
With Yan Luo in his hand, Jun Chen, who usually had no interest in other things, picked up his phone for the first time to search for information that had nothing to do with him.
‘How to prepare kitten formula.’
‘What should be paid attention to when artificially feeding a kitten?’
Yan Luo snuggled in Jun Chen’s arms, squinting at his search, and meowed again.
From the pile of bags beside him, Jun Chen picked out an opened bag of milk powder, glanced at the instructions on it, and estimated that there was only enough milk powder left for this little guy in his arms for less than two weeks. A thoughtful look crossed his eyes.