Fang Xia seized the opportunity and swiftly pulled the short sleeves off the Cat-Eared Boy from the bottom up.
Not knowing what had happened, the boy began to nuzzle desperately against Fang Xia.
With a grip on the back of his neck, Fang Xia pulled his head back.
Seeing the red marks left by the fabric on his raised neck, Fang Xia lightly tapped it with a finger.
"Alright, I'll teach you how to wear it. Watch closely."
Fang Xia spread out the short sleeves and gently slipped them onto the boy in her arms. Not feeling the suffocation from the clothing this time, the boy looked at Fang Xia in surprise and opened his mouth: "Meow."
"Stop that, you little crybaby."
Fang Xia supported the boy's armpits and lifted him up. "Stand up first; let me see."
The short sleeves were quite oversized for the boy, covering above his thighs cleverly.
However, seeing his curled-up legs in mid-air made Fang Xia frown.
"Slowly lower your legs and step down."
The boy stared at Fang Xia, processing her words, then quietly and very slowly lowered his long, straight legs until they touched the ground.
The sensation of standing on solid ground gave him an indescribable feeling, and he began to tentatively step on it.
The swaying short sleeves occasionally revealed what was hidden underneath, which made Fang Xia feel a bit dazzled.
Taking out the remaining shorts, Fang Xia opened them with her hands to reveal the opening.
This time he should be able to wear them correctly!
Seeing the opening, the boy gently exerted force with his legs and jumped perfectly into them.
"Not bad! What a jump!"
Before she could finish her praise, the boy had already pulled down his pants to his thighs.
Fang Xia: "... ..."
Fang Xia pulled him.
Fang Xia pulled again, and he was pulled back.
It was only when Fang Xia noticed the swaying Cat Tail hitting his arm that he realized there was a problem.
Turning around to grab some tools, Fang Xia reached out and pulled the boy back into his embrace, then let him sit on his lap.
Taking out scissors, he felt for the position of Cat Tail through the pants and cut a suitable-sized hole in a specific spot.
The exposed Cat Tail greeted Fang Xia's arm in a friendly manner, gently brushing against his skin.
Flipping the boy over, Fang Xia discovered a faint blush on his fair little face. The boy weakly mewed, "Meow, meow."
"Are you running a fever?"
Feeling the boy's forehead, Fang Xia found no change and assumed it was just too hot, pushing the boy away.
Fang Xia stopped paying attention to the boy and began waiting for Jiang Wen's arrival.
"It's almost noon. Is he coming or not?" Looking at the time on his phone, Fang Xia couldn't help but grumble, "I hope he's not testing me again! I spent all night catching up on homework!"
Lying on the bed, Fang Xia boredly tapped on his phone screen. The boy quietly lay down beside him and tugged at his shirt.
Fang Xia turned his head: "What is it now?"
A burp came from the boy's flat stomach as he nuzzled against Fang Xia's arm.
Fang Xia understood: "Are you hungry?"
The boy recognized this word; every time it came up, there was always food afterward.
He opened his mouth to mimic Fang Xia and said, "Uh... hungry, hungry."
Fang Xia sat up in bed with a start, staring at the boy: "You can talk?"
The boy ignored Fang Xia's actions and kept repeating, "Hungry... hungry."
Seeing the boy like this, Fang Xia thought it might be because he had just transformed into human form and couldn't speak properly.
But that wasn't a problem; he could teach him slowly.
Taking out a small bread roll from the fridge, Fang Xia tore it along the seam in front of the boy, pulled out the food inside, and took a bite himself.
Staring at the food in front of him, the boy licked his lips, swallowed, and looked at Fang Xia with his pure amber eyes filled with longing.
"Hungry."
Fang Xia tossed an identical piece of bread in front of him.
It was just not opened.
Imitating Fang Xia's earlier actions, the boy soon managed to get it into his mouth.
However, after a moment.
"Hungry."
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