Ouyang Wuchen reached out painfully, realizing he didn’t have the strength to crawl. He closed his eyes, feeling their breaths gradually fading away.
“Meow—” I angrily clawed at the door.
They locked me in the inn and won’t let me go back to find my beautiful Wuchen! How unreasonable! Don’t they know I can go a day without meat, but I can’t go a day without a beautiful man?
I admit the Purple-Robed Demon is also handsome, but if you were with someone who could joke one moment and then threaten your life the next, would you be happy? I want to live a few more years! Let me out!
What do these bad people want from me? I angrily glare at the mastermind reading at the table. He just looks up and smiles—a smile that launches a thousand charms!
Wiping away my drool, I focus. What does he want? Could it be— No! I’m beautiful, generous, kind, cute, lively, and pure, but I’m still just a cat! Does he want to violate a cat?
Looking into his smug eyes, I feel the world darken—I’m about to be violated!
【008】 Battling the Demon with Wit
I lie on my belly, rolling back and forth on the ground. Being turned into a cat is miserable enough, and now I can’t even seduce a beautiful man! So annoying! Can I live like this?
Suddenly lifting my head: It’s all your fault! Bad person, bad person! I glare at the Purple-Robed Demon.
Don’t ask me why I’m suddenly not afraid of him—he’s a beautiful man, the distant beautiful man waiting for my return, has given me infinite courage and strength! Burn, my little universe!
“Meow—” I roar and pounce.
Purple-Robed Demon: “Huh?” The book next to him accidentally falls. He bends down to pick it up.
And then I—
Slap! I’m stuck to the wall.
They say at 0 you debut, at 10 you grow happily, at 20 you waver for love, at 30 you set your direction, at 40 you fight desperately, at 50 you look back, at 60 you retire, at 70 you play mahjong, at 80 you sunbathe, at 90 you lie in bed, at 100 you hang on the wall. I haven’t even reached 100, and I’m already hanging on the wall!
Sliding down from the wall, I angrily open my mouth at him. If I can’t knock you down, I’ll bite you to death!
I aim like a cannonball at his arm.
“Huh, where did this apple come from? Don’t you know I hate apples the most?” The Purple-Robed Demon grabs the apple from the table and throws it.
“Meow—” Damn, it lands in my mouth! Now it’s stuck, can’t go in or out.
I roll desperately on the ground, headbutting the floor, still unable to dislodge it. I try to paw at the apple, but it only goes deeper. I’m so anxious that tears fly out—it hurts so much!
“Oh, what’s wrong, little cat?” The Purple-Robed Demon’s laughing voice rings out.
He definitely did this on purpose!
Now, I can only beg for help, desperately pointing at the apple in my mouth, tears in my eyes.
“Tsk, what a greedy little cat, how can you try to eat such a big apple in one bite?” He mocks, laughing at me.
I cry.
In my heartbreak, I forget the door is closed—bang! I’m stuck to the door again.
Luckily, that apple was pushed in by the collision. I rub my belly, rolling back and forth on the ground, celebrating my “reincarnation as a cat.”
Lying on my back, I see a pair of mischievous eyes. The Purple-Robed Demon has wheeled over to watch me make a fool of myself! Anger wells up inside me.
I flip over, my butt facing him.
Damn, I almost died, and he’s still watching like it’s a joke! I won’t play with him anymore! Oh, seems like we were never playing together in the first place?
“Meow—” Ah—you pervert, what are you doing!
He actually picked me up with both hands! Picking me up would be fine, but how can he put his hand there?
Although I’m no longer a “girl,” I’m still a female cat! How can a gentleman put his hand on a lady’s chest? Okay, I admit he’s not a gentleman, and I’m not a lady, but—
Men and women shouldn’t touch intimately!
“Meow—” He actually put me on his lap!
How embarrassing—I’ve never sat on a boy’s lap before. Feeling shy.
“Meow—Meow—” I claw at the table; it’s too high, and I’m curious about the dark underside. I want to read a book!
The Purple-Robed Demon is kind today, thoughtfully placing the book on his knee for us to read together.
“Meow—” Is the demon in a particularly good mood? Not killing me and being so gentle. Could it be… after the Wuchen beautiful man incident, he realized he loves me and repented?
Oh my god! How touching! If you’re sincerely repenting, I’ll reluctantly accept you.
I happily sit on the beautiful man’s lap and start studying the book.
“Meow—” This seems to be a supernatural story. Oh, this page is about a cat turning into a beautiful woman. I read on with great interest.
After finishing the page, I use my paw to turn to the next one. In my focused state, I completely ignore the thoughtful eyes behind me.
This story is about a stunningly beautiful woman who attaches her soul to a cat, is rescued by a kind scholar, returns to human form, and marries him.
After reading, I pressed my round face on my paws and began to think.
After a long time, I concluded: This has absolutely nothing to do with me!
Flipping through the book, I found similar stories to those in Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio. All lies! As an action-oriented individual, I couldn’t just think about it—I immediately put my thoughts into action.
I tore the book to pieces.
“Kitty, what’s wrong? Is there something in the book that displeases you?” the Purple Demon asked, puzzled.
Ignoring my fear, I rewarded him with two sanitary balls. I called this act eliminating fake books and left proudly.
Slap.
I forgot I was on his knee and fell to the ground in an embarrassing position.
Since discovering the Purple Beauty’s feelings for me, I’ve been striding boldly, feeling like a fierce cat.
That day, I returned to the inn, now known to be a branch of my future husband’s company. No wonder it had such great facilities, elegant decor, and so many books. I later discovered the place I was previously locked in was a study owned by him.
Now I read books daily in the study, courtesy of my future husband, who allows me access because he found out I can read.
The only restriction is that I can’t leave the backyard. Ah, my dust-free beauty, when will I ever seduce you? (Never giving up)
I sighed, lying on the ground, my fluffy ears drooping.
Sniff sniff— What’s that smell—
“Meow—” My eyes sparkled! On the bottom shelf stuffed with books, I found a treasure—
A pornographic book!
Tsk, I flipped through the pages, proud of my keen sense of smell. What should I call myself? A porn scout!
I scratched my head, then remembered that I, Hua Xiaoxin, haven’t been human for long, and my beautiful hair is gone. How depressing.
“What book are you reading, kitty?” Here he comes, likely worried I’m too absorbed in my reading.
But I was absorbed in the booklet and lazily waved my paw: Okay, got it, this doesn’t concern you, step back, Little Purple.
I don’t know his name and don’t dare to ask, fearing he’d dissect me if he knew I could write.
Seeing him always dressed in purple, I decided to name him—Little Purple.
“Meow—” I roared. How dare he snatch the book from me! I desperately jumped to reach it but always fell just short.
“Oh—let me see—tsk, the cat actually likes reading this kind of thing? Who would have thought, a little pervert cat.” Little Purple teased.
I blushed, caught red-handed!
In my previous life, I was ugly with no prospects, just hoping to marry a good man. But in this life, even as a cat, I have two beautiful men who love me, allowing my perverted nature to thrive.
Hiding in the corner, I buried my head with my small paws, leaving my butt sticking out and wiggling. Angry, I ignored him!
Originally, knowing was enough; why say it out loud? How embarrassing! My butt wiggled more vigorously.
