Chapter 83 – How A Cat Slave is Formed (30)
Jun Chen approached a bit closer, and a slightly oppressive aura emanated. Yan Luo couldn’t help but take a small step back.
Jun Chen’s slender and bone-defined hand slid up, reaching the button that had just been undone by Yan Luo’s sudden movement. He lowered his gaze slightly to conceal the depth of his eyes, carefully fastening the button.
Then he looked up at Yan Luo, a hint of a smile curling his lips, as he reached over to rub Yan Luo’s ear. Yan Luo’s voice trembled softly.
Sensing this, Jun Chen’s smile deepened, then he took a step back. “I know you understand quite a lot. You should know that you can’t appear like this in front of others, right?”
Yan Luo nodded, blinking her big eyes at him.
“Be good and stay at home. I’m going out for a bit and will be back soon, okay?”
He spoke in a completely indulgent tone, as if coaxing a child.
Yan Luo obediently nodded, and Jun Chen smiled satisfactorily, reaching out to pinch Yan Luo’s soft cheek. “Good girl.”
Jun Chen got dressed and left, while Yan Luo obediently sat on the sofa, listening to the sound of the door closing.
A pink light flashed from her forehead, and a small pink light circled around Yan Luo.
[Dear Host, come back to your senses!]
“Wait.” Yan Luo’s little ears on her head shook, her eyes shining brightly.
Little Pink : ?
“Oh, no, no, this is too sweet, too flirtatious. Little Pink, I need a bottle of quick acting heart reliever pills.” Yan Luo blinked her big eyes, looking at Little Pink in the air, with no trace of the shy kitten left.
[…] Little Pink hesitated in the air for a while before speaking, [Host, can I pour a bucket of cold water on you to calm you down?]
“Enough, just shut up.”
Meanwhile, Jun Chen, who cautiously locked the door and put the keys in his pocket, leaned against the door.
A dark light flashed in his eyes, and his fingertips unconsciously tightened.
The slippery warmth, the extremely comfortable feeling seemed to still linger on his fingertips.
Jun Chen lowered his head slightly, his black hair casting a shadow, concealing the desire rising slowly in his eyes.
An uncontrollable smile spread from the corners of his lips.
Jun Chen covered his eyes with his hands, smelling the faint lingering scent, feeling an indescribable emotion surging in his heart.
Gratitude? Appreciation? This inexplicable force brought her to him, who was already completely free from any ties.
Maybe yes, maybe no, but the possessiveness in his heart, the darkness suppressed by his pristine appearance, surged up again.
It was growing stronger, almost knocking his sanity away.
Roaring, shouting, telling him to pounce on the unsuspecting girl.
She was his, and she would completely belong to him…
Lowering his hand, the smile at the corner of his lips slightly receded. Jun Chen straightened up and walked towards the outside.
There were many things he needed to do now, such as getting clothes, dealing with identity issues, and feeding her.
As the night fell, the last ray of light sank into the horizon.
The things he procured couldn’t be directly brought here. Holding the clothes he had chosen, Jun Chen opened the door.
The room was dark, silent as if no one was there.
Jun Chen paused for a moment, then closed the door behind him, turned on the lights, and looked around.
Seeing the figure curled up on the sofa, asleep, successfully suppressed the emotions that surged up in his heart for a moment.