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The little cat transformed into a boy, yet still retained his Cat Ears and Cat Tail, which grew in proportion as his body enlarged.
At this moment, the Cat-Eared Boy, tilting his head with one ear perked up and the other drooping, was quietly gazing at Fang Xia with his pure eyes, obediently squatting down.
His seemingly well-behaved appearance was particularly endearing.
In contrast, behind his slender, fair back, the swaying Cat Tail had already silently wrapped around Fang Xia's calf twice.
Fang Xia sat on the bed, leaning against the wall with one hand supporting his head and the other propped on the bed, looking despondently at the space between his spread legs.
There was a Cat-Eared Boy perched on his chest and sitting on his thigh.
After a while, Fang Xia finally lowered his hand, feeling lost about where to place it.
After fumbling around aimlessly, he ultimately chose to rest his hands on either side of his body and said to the Cat-Eared Boy, who was still staring intently at him, "Um... could you move a bit?"
Although he couldn't understand human speech, the Cat-Eared Boy was clever enough to read Fang Xia's awkward expression.
He opened his small, rosy mouth and softly meowed before slowly shifting to the side.
Even though he had moved away, the Cat-Eared Boy's eyes remained fixed on Fang Xia at all times.
Once Fang Xia felt the control over his body return, he quickly adjusted his short sleeves that had slid off his shoulders and swiftly jumped off the bed. He slipped on his shoes and ran toward the door.
Noticing Fang Xia's movement, the Cat-Eared Boy let out a loud shout: "Meow!"
Then Fang Xia felt a tremendous impact from behind him, nearly losing his balance and falling due to inertia.
Realizing that he could no longer rest on Fang Xia's shoulder as he used to, the boy quickly changed his strategy.
He spread his limbs wide, gripping Fang Xia's shoulders tightly with his arms, while his legs wrapped around Fang Xia's waist. Even his tail coiled around Fang Xia's thigh and refused to let go.
The intense heat radiating from behind was something Fang Xia couldn't ignore. The thought of someone with cat ears and a cat tail clinging tightly to his back drove him a bit crazy.
Fang Xia desperately tried to pry the boy's hands away, and after a considerable struggle, he finally found a gap.
Once he found a way, Fang Xia began to push through the spaces between the boy's slender fingers. Just as he was about to break free, the boy reached out towards Fang Xia's face at close range.
As the boy spread his five beautiful fingers, sharp nails were revealed, causing Fang Xia to freeze.
After giving up on struggling, Fang Xia kept his hand stuck in the boy's palm and didn't dare to move.
Seemingly dissatisfied with not being able to see Fang Xia's face, the boy loosened his grip and slid down from behind.
Fang Xia let out a sigh of relief.
But soon, the Cat-Eared Boy maneuvered from under Fang Xia's arm to face him. With a light jump, his legs still clung tightly around Fang Xia's waist, and his arms wrapped around his neck.
Once he found a comfortable position, the boy gently rubbed his face against Fang Xia's chest and neck.
Throughout this entire movement, the Cat Tail did not loosen its grip; instead, it tightened even more.
Fang Xia remained still and dared not move.
Noticing Fang Xia's stiffness, the boy lifted his head from Fang Xia's embrace, looked directly into Fang Xia's eyes, and opened his mouth to reveal a self-satisfied sweet smile.
Seeing the sharp teeth revealed in the boy's mouth and the smile at the corners of his lips, Fang Xia returned a forced smile in response.
The boy seemed inexplicably excited upon seeing Fang Xia's fake grin, and at the same time, Fang Xia felt a strong squeeze around his waist.
Fang Xia couldn't shake off the soft mass pressing against him; the sensation was truly...
After a while, as Fang Xia began to process what was happening, he slowly placed his hand on the boy's backside and pulled him down onto the bed.
It was quite a tight hold. Fang Xia had been standing for a long time, feeling frozen, while the boy showed no signs of loosening his grip on him.
The boy didn't seem to have any harmful intentions by getting so close, but why was he clinging so desperately?
After holding onto the mass wrapped around him for a while, Fang Xia still couldn't figure it out.
Lost in thought, Fang Xia suddenly remembered that Ms. Jiang Wen had mentioned she would be coming over today.
Looking at the unknown creature in his arms, Fang Xia fell silent. How could he explain this to his mother so she would believe it was just a cat he found?
He couldn't imagine how that scene would play out.
Now it was necessary to tidy up; he couldn't let his mother see the place in such a mess when she arrived.
But what could he do about it?
Fang Xia pushed the mass again, and after receiving another greeting from its sharp claws, he gave up.
Alright then. Let's just go with it!
With the weight of the fluffy ball, Fang Xia busied himself for a while before finally tidying up and sitting back down at the edge of the bed.
The boy's eyes had been darting up and down for quite some time, and noticing that Fang Xia's body felt a bit warm, the Cat-Eared Boy released his grip and sat on the nearby blanket.
"Wow, you finally let go. You almost cooked me alive! Aren't you hot in this summer heat?"
Fang Xia paused for a moment, looking at his hand that instinctively reached out to tease the cat, now in front of the boy.
The Cat-Eared Boy had closed his eyes but was not enjoying the usual touch.
Feeling dissatisfied, the boy leaned closer to Fang Xia, presenting his smooth, white body into Fang Xia's palm.
Fang Xia's ears began to uncontrollably turn red, and a flush crept onto his face.
Turning his head away, Fang Xia withdrew his hand.
The Cat-Eared Boy looked at Fang Xia with an unhappy expression.
Fang Xia pretended not to see and began rummaging through the old cabinet. "Hmm? I remember I had some clothes stored here a few years ago. Where are they? Ah, found them!"
Fang Xia pulled out a blue and white T-shirt and shorts from the cabinet and tossed them beside the boy.
"Put these on first. At least you'll look somewhat presentable; you can't stay so exposed."
The boy glanced at his own clothes, contemplating Fang Xia's words, as if he understood something.
He lifted one of the short sleeves and looked at Fang Xia's appearance before starting to search for openings in the clothing.
He, being quite clever, found the entrance to the hole and casually poked his head inside.
"Pfft, no way... Hahaha, how can you even fit in there like that?"
Hearing Fang Xia's laughter, the boy who had popped his head out looked at Fang Xia with a confused expression, not understanding what was so funny.
Fang Xia couldn't help but laugh; the boy's petite frame was wearing Fang Xia's short-sleeved shirt, making it look rather awkward.
His head poked out from the sleeve, but his neck was stuck in it, creating a lot of folds around his neck. One arm had managed to come out from the top, but the other was trapped inside the sleeve, making him look just like a child who had stolen an adult's clothes.
The boy began to feel suffocated around his neck and started to struggle with his limbs, pulling at the shirt in a futile attempt to free himself.
Fang Xia's laughter faded as he nervously sat beside him, trying to help the boy get free. However, before he could touch him, he was scratched by the flailing claws.
"Hiss."
The Cat-Eared Boy calmed down and cautiously approached Fang Xia's injured arm. He extended his tongue and gently kissed the wound.
Fang Xia felt a slight tingling sensation where the scratch had grazed his skin.
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