Marrying the Short-Lived, Maniacal Eldest Miss for Good Fortune 119

Chapter 119: Turning into a Little Cat

“Star, I’m back.”

Fang Yi was holding two large bags of pet supplies with one hand. Just as she pushed the door open, two fluffy heads peeked out from the side of the door frame.

She quickly blocked them with her leg and pushed the round little cat head back.

Little Whale had been Lin Shuxing’s pearl in her palm since she was a child. After she grew up, she had become a little devil. Relying on her seniority, she had the air of a mountain king. Not only did she like to run out, but she also liked to take the two smaller ones with her.

Probably in its small perception, the whole world should be her territory.

The butler had said faintly that it was normal for cats to like to play. Little Miss’s exclusive activity room in the past was bigger than their apartment, and the meaning of her blame was self-evident.

The first time Fang Yi had heard it, she had also felt a little guilty. She was sorry that its quality of life had declined after it had come with her.

Later, she had discovered that this was purely a trick from Lin Lan, hoping that they would go home to live. After all, she had never heard of a cat needing more than three hundred square meters of activity space. No matter how big the kingdom was, they would probably just find a dark corner to curl up and sleep.

The System had told Fang Yi that they simply thought it was fun to watch people look for them in a panic, and thought they were playing hide-and-seek.

In the past, Little Whale had taken Little Bear and had jumped onto the top of the cabinet and had admired it for a whole afternoon. Only when Lin Shuxing was so anxious that she was about to cry did it wag its tail and meow.

It was very smart and even knew how to hide in the blind spots of the surveillance.

But after she had become famous in one battle, Fang Yi had had someone improve the surveillance system, and now she could quickly lock onto the position of the suspect cat within ten minutes.

There was no response from inside the room. Fang Yi walked to the living room and put down the bags, looked around, bent down and petted the head of the Beagle that was rubbing against her leg, and asked, “Is Star not home yet?”

The Beagle nodded, and its bark sounded more cheerful than usual. [She didn’t go out to work today. Host, I want to eat meat.]

Fang Yi pushed it away very coolly. “Auntie just fed you before she went out. I can’t give you any more. If you get any fatter, it will affect your health.”

[Host, have you forgotten? I’m your favorite system. I won’t get sick!]

“No, you’re a Beagle now.”

[I’m a system!]

“You’re a Beagle.”

[I’m a Beagle system!]

“Even if you’re a food system, I won’t give you any more.”

Fang Yi put the things in the bag into the cabinet by category, and ignored the silly dog on the side that was shaking its head like a whirlwind drill.

Two years ago, when the brain-computer interface had come out, she had used her position to separate the system. She had originally wanted it to exist as an intelligent body, although it was not very intelligent. But the system had said that it wanted a physical body, and that it wanted to eat, but it didn’t want to be a human. After thinking about it, it had decided to become a cute little pet!

There were already many animals in the house. There was Little Whale that Lin Shuxing had raised, Little Bear that Fang Yi had sent by mistake, and a holographic pet. Now there was another system.

Its form was chosen by itself, and Fang Yi was not sure what it would become.

Lin Shuxing was very interested. When this blind box was still “hatching,” she would often hold it in her arms with infinite love and call it “Mimi” very sweetly.

Then one day, a Beagle had appeared out of nowhere.

Lin Shuxing: Not Mimi.

The system was too noisy. At first, Fang Yi had thought in despair, “You might as well be called ‘Speaker.'”

Later, she had thought about it, and this name was not good. She had asked it again, “How about I call you Wuyou, or Pingle? Peace and joy. If you agree, nod. I’ll get you a dog license.”

The little dog had been stunned and had spun around in anxiety, and had barked, [So tacky, so tacky. I don’t want you to name me. I want Mom to name me!]

Fang Yi had reacted for a while. Mom?

Fang Yi: “What are you barking about? Bad dog.”

She had asked again, “You call her Mom. What should you call me?”

After getting the two cold words “host,” the host’s parent had very warmly signed it up for a puppy training class.

The puppy training class was from nine to five, rain or shine. For this, the system had held a grudge for many years with tears.

It couldn’t grow up, and it was very small. Even in the big class, it was often licked by the enthusiastic big dogs, and both its dignity and its CPU had become tearful.

And, and, the host would always stop it from biting all kinds of things! And would even hit it!!

The little milk-faced Beagle had pitifully lain on the side, rolling around and acting cute. As expected, it could not move Fang Yi’s heart of stone at all. Its expression had gradually become three parts cool and seven parts rebellious, and it had given Fang Yi a “plan successful” evil smile.

Fang Yi had felt a sudden chill behind her. She had turned her head and had only seen a little Beagle with innocent eyes.

She had not thought much of it. After installing the new pet toy, she had gotten up to find Lin Shuxing. She was a little tired after a day of work and was in urgent need of a hug to recharge.

But there was no sign of Lin Shuxing anywhere. Looking at the surveillance, Lin Shuxing should not have gone out all day.

Is she sick?

Fang Yi’s face changed slightly. She remembered the young lady’s trembling shoulders last night, and couldn’t help but clench her phone.

The quilt suddenly moved slightly, but that movement was too small, too gentle, only the size of a palm, and had very little to do with a living young lady.

Just as the quilt had arched up for the second time, Fang Yi had hesitated and had lifted it, and had seen a very, very small kitten cub on the bed.

Lin Shuxing had been in the bedroom all afternoon, and no one had come in. Lin Shuxing had disappeared, and a cat that she had never seen before had appeared in the house…

It couldn’t be that the two of them at home had given birth. They were both female, and they often fought.

“…”

In the moment of the woman’s silence, the Beagle had swaggered in, had seen the little cat on the bed, and had raised its paw to cover its mouth in a very surprised and exaggerated way. [Wow, Host, you brought another cat back?]

“No, I didn’t bring this back. It was in the quilt. Star is gone.”

The black-haired woman rarely showed such a bewildered expression. The surveillance could not capture the scene inside the room, but before she had disappeared, Lin Shuxing should have been in the bedroom. Her thoughts were a little chaotic for a moment.

Lin Shuxing was gone. Should she inform Lin Lan, Lin Lu, and the head of the family first? But how to say it? She was gone, and a cat had appeared in the room.

She would be treated as a lunatic.

The Beagle had walked to the bedside and had sniffed, had imitated Fang Yi’s serious expression, and had suddenly looked up:

[Host! There was a very strong quantum fluctuation in the bedroom this afternoon, like an energy conversion. Could it be, could it be that this little cat is Mom?]

Fang Yi: “…?”

“System, you are my most trusted friend. Don’t lie to me,” she had bent down, and her dark eyes had met the Beagle’s very seriously. “Is there really a quantum fluctuation?”

The little dog had also wagged its tail with a serious expression and had nodded heavily. [Yes!!]

If the system could turn into a dog, then it seemed… possible for Star to turn into a little cat?

When Wang Quan had rushed over, the woman with a face as clear as frost was holding a little cat wrapped in a towel like a zongzi with one hand, and was feeding it milk with a pink bottle bit by bit, her movements exceptionally gentle.

Wang Quan had almost laughed out loud. She had already heard the whole story from Fang Yi on the phone and had clapped her hands. “Wow, how can that be? So magical!”

“Shh.” Fang Yi had looked up and had said softly, “She just fell asleep.”

“Oh, oh, alright, alright.”

Fang Yi had carefully placed the little cat back in the cradle. Only after she had walked a long way out did she let out a low sigh, and a hint of worry was in her eyes.

Wang Quan had said with conviction, “Don’t worry! I’ve actually seen this kind of situation in the news abroad before. It seems to be a problem with the brain-computer interface. You know, in the era of the technological explosion, there will always be some small problems.”

Fang Yi, who had been a little hesitant, her face had become even uglier when she had heard this. She couldn’t help but ask, “Small problems?!”

As if she had realized that her voice was a little too loud, she had quickly pulled Wang Quan out of the bedroom and had gently closed the door.

“How can she change back? I’ve searched the literature and haven’t found this kind of situation. Where did you see it? What are the keywords? She’s so small. It’s so dangerous,” Fang Yi had paused, had rested her chin on her hand, and had continued to throw out a series of questions.

“What caused it? Is there anyone in the country, no, internationally, who is researching this field?”

“Oh, I forgot!” Wang Quan had ruffled her hair and had comforted her, “I remember it said that she would change back soon. Don’t be in a hurry. A little cat is so cute.”

Seeing Fang Yi take out her phone, Wang Quan had quickly and warily stopped her. “What are you doing?”

Fang Yi: “I’m asking Zong Heng. She’s also involved in the brain-computer project.”

“You can’t ask!”

Wang Quan had been shocked and had held Fang Yi’s hand tightly. “Think about it. This kind of case is so rare. What if these scientific madmen find out and take your wife to do experiments! Then it will be bloodletting, and then opening her up!”

Fang Yi’s lowered gaze had become very sharp for a moment. As expected, she had thrown her phone aside, had pressed her brow, and had sat on the sofa dejectedly.

“I shouldn’t have gone to work today.”

“She was a little strange a few days ago, and last night, it was too abnormal… I was too sleepy at that time and didn’t pay attention.”

Wang Quan had sat next to Fang Yi, and had wanted to laugh but had also felt guilty. She had finally squeezed out a very twisted expression and had patted her. “Don’t be so anxious! Maybe she’ll change back in a while. You…”

“What if she can’t change back? It’s very difficult to raise such a small cat.”

Just like the little coal ball she had raised in the post-apocalyptic world.

Fang Yi had pressed her face into her palms. “A little cat can’t talk. She can’t say if she’s hungry or uncomfortable. Her voice is so small, like a tender sprout, so fragile.”

The woman’s voice had gone from her usual cool and detached, in-control tone to a low and hoarse one. Wang Quan had gradually become restless, her two hands hovering behind Fang Yi, not knowing whether to pat her or to withdraw them, and she was so conflicted that she was about to tie herself in a knot.

She swore that she had absolutely not thought that things would turn out like this!!!

The bedroom door was pushed open with a bang.

Wang Quan’s pupils quaked. She looked up in fear and happened to meet Lin Shuxing’s heartbroken eyes.

The young lady with fluffy cat ears on her head pounced, half-knelt on the carpet, and held up the black-haired woman’s face, and kissed her dejected lips, and her tail very naturally wrapped around the woman’s slender calf.

The familiar fragrance drilled into her nasal cavity. Fang Yi subconsciously grabbed her slender wrist and looked at the young lady’s guilty, bitten red lips, and her ears twitched, and she rubbed against the woman’s chin, and called out in a small voice, “Fang Yi.”

“Today is April Fool’s Day. I just wanted to give you a surprise…”

She was wearing an ill-fitting, large shirt, which was clearly Fang Yi’s clothes that she had casually taken from the wardrobe. In her haste, the buttons at the collar had not been properly buttoned.

From the slightly open gap, one could see a black and red collar, with a silver cat in the middle, and the tip of its tail was hooked with a thin, long black rope, which snaked down and disappeared into the undulating curves, and was ambiguous and lingering on the snow-white skin.

The young lady had gotten close and had kissed her again, with a rare hint of a fawning humility. Her soft palm had covered Fang Yi’s neck, and her flexible and warm tail had also wrapped around her waist.

“Mmm… mmm!”

The tip of the young lady’s tail was pinched, and her eyes turned red. She was forced to let out a pitiful whimper, which was then bitten back and swallowed.

That pair of well-defined, large hands had held her on the sofa, and had then taken off her own coat and had draped it over her, and then had coldly called out to the accomplice who was trying to escape from the scene of the crime at the door.

“Wang, Quan.”

“At your service!”

Wang Quan had stopped abruptly, had clasped her hands together, and had a fawning smile on her face. “This is the latest co-sensing mimetic cat suit, specially prepared for you by my sister-in-law. I won’t disturb your two-person world!”

The black-haired woman’s pressure was extremely low now, and she looked almost like an Asura. She said very coldly, “Take all the animals in this house with you, especially this bad dog.”

“I’ll let you raise them for a few days. I’ll have the aunt who takes care of them go over, but you’ll have to walk the dog.”

She had neatly and ruthlessly packed up all the small animals, and had stuffed the large and small cat carriers and the thickened dog leash into Wang Quan’s arms.

“See you next week.” Just as Wang Quan had said sheepishly, the main door had been closed with a “thud.”

Inside the door.

After Wang Quan had left, the cat-eared young lady had completely unbuttoned her shirt, revealing the cute and revealing skirt underneath. With her hands behind her back, her tail swayed back and forth, and like a child who had made a mistake, she only dared to secretly raise her head a little, and with her peripheral vision, she observed Fang Yi’s expression.

Her lips were bitten red and swollen, and she looked like a water-washed frozen cherry. She called out with infinite pity, “Fang Yi.”

Her soft voice was also like a cat’s, scratching at one’s heart.

“Are you angry? Are you angry that I conspired with Wang Quan to trick you? I know you’ll definitely discuss things with her. This can’t be blamed on Wang Quan. It was all my idea…”

“I’m not angry.”

The woman’s scattered black hair covered her eyes, but faced with the young lady’s apprehension, the smile on her lips became gentle. She tucked the red hair that had fallen on Lin Shuxing’s shoulder behind her ear, and her lips brushed against her trembling ear, and she said in a low voice, “As long as you’re fine, I’m happy.”

“I knew it!” The young lady’s expression immediately became joyful, and her tail uncontrollably wrapped around Fang Yi, and she nuzzled her affectionately. “You’re the best to me—ah!”

The woman had once again held her tail, her movements very light, but she had irresistibly touched the base of her tail, and had gently and slowly rubbed it, just like her usual way of petting a cat.

A strange tingling numbness spread from her tail to her spine. Her exposed butterfly bone trembled lightly, and she said in a small voice, “Fang Yi, you, you be gentle. These equipments are all co-sensing. I’m not comfortable…”

The woman leaned over, and the movement of her palm did not stop. In fact, she went a step further and probed down a little, and slowly held the young lady’s broken moans, and her magnetic voice brushed past her extremely sensitive cat ears, triggering a shiver:

“I know.”

“Stand still, you bad child.”

The bell was pulled, and the young lady’s fair and beautiful little legs tensed into a line. She couldn’t help but tilt her chin back, and her curled fingers dug into the woman’s shoulder, leaving a series of red marks.

She could hardly maintain an upright posture, and half of her body was completely leaning in Fang Yi’s arms, so soft it was out of character. Her tail trembled and was clamped between her legs, and then was forced apart, and her wet fingers were put together, and she was gently and deeply educated.

In front of the quiet floor-to-ceiling window, the rain dripped down the snow-white wall, and the water stains diluted the faint gurgling sound.

“Wuwuwu, I’m sorry. I’ll never dare to do it again…!”

“Fang, mmm… Fang Yi, don’t be angry…!”

The woman pressed her lips with two fingers. In the dim vision, her cool and detached fragrance had clearly settled, like a wild beast slowly opening its bright eyes, yet it was still covered with a layer of a gentle disguise, and she said in a low, hoarse voice:

“You don’t have to say sorry to me.”

Which also meant—no.

“I’m not angry. It’s just that you’re so cute like this.”

“You have extra cameras installed in your house, right? The bouquet on the coffee table, the TV in the living room… send me a copy.”

Her thin lips brushed past the young lady’s fluffy ears. Lin Shuxing could finally no longer restrain herself, and after a crying low moan, she completely collapsed on her, and let the woman hold her, and got even closer.

“…”

Later, for several days in a row, the two of them had indeed not stepped out of the apartment.

The light-colored curtains were drawn, and only through the most brilliant afternoon sun could one catch a glimpse of a good spring scene.

The messy furnishings in the room were like a wrinkled silk. It was only after a long while that they were slowly smoothed out by a pale hand.

Mini Theater:

1.A bedtime chat a few days before the incident.

Star: Would you still love me if I turned into a cat?
Fang Yi: Yes, I would take good care of you.
Star: What about a cockroach?
Fang Yi: Well…?
Star: Hmph, you wouldn’t love me just because I’m a cockroach! Others have said they would even raise a cockroach.
Fang Yi: If you have to turn into something, turn into a turtle. They live long.
Star: ?
Star: I don’t want to turn into an ugly turtle! Wuwuwu, I don’t want a turtle!! TT

2. The System’s “Mom” decided to name it Little Pudding, and Little Pudding gladly accepted.
Star: Little Pudding!
System: OvO!
Fang Yi: Little Pudding.
System: O.O
Fang Yi: Bad dog.
System: QAQ!