Am I so repulsive as the dicine King to you that you can’t wait to give away?
Ye Qi seed unaware of the Little Gray Cat’s tantrum, continuing to talk to himself: "Hmm... No, even if you were to be given away, we’d have to wait until you’re healed sowhat. You’re already difficult to care for, and now with your injury, you can’t even walk. You need soone to feed you milk. What if Miss Wen dislikes you? You know, Xiaoguai used to be able to hold a bottle and drink milk by himself, eat chips, and watch TV. Compared to him, you do seem hard to please..."
Ye Qi didn’t hold back, inadvertently blurting out what was on his mind. Whether he said it intentionally for the Little Gray Cat to hear or truly by accident remained unclear.
Anyway, after Feng Liyan heard it, he thought that he was indeed hard to please, which might be why Ye Qi felt urgent to send him away.
Previously, when he took care of himself, he didn’t feel that troubleso, but now hearing Ye Qi’s complaints, it seed that indeed so aspects were a bit excessive.
But you can’t bla him; his severe germophobia was sincerely distressing for him.
If people familiar with Feng Liyan knew his inner thoughts at this mont, their jaws would likely drop.
Being so despised, he surprisingly didn’t imdiately take the initiative to leave. He even silently contemplated for a mont.
This wasn’t really the personality or temperant of the dicine King.
The dicine King was known to be proud and difficult to deal with. Even when injured, upon being criticized, he would never lower himself and continue to endure humiliation.
"Well, let’s wait for a bit. When you’re feeling better, I’ll introduce you to Miss Wen."
Seeing the Little Gray Cat staring at him, Ye Qi blinked: "What’s up?"
"..."
Feng Liyan ignored him, just stared at him.
After a good while, he stopped drinking the dicine and directly closed his eyes, lying down to sleep.
"Hey, you haven’t finished your dicine yet."
"...
"Little guy?" Ye Qi pinched the Little Gray Cat’s ear, then lifted it a bit.
The Little Gray Cat, however, paid no attention, not even lifting an eyelid.
Ye Qi felt helpless.
Was he really angry?
Really relying on him now?
Did he really want him to take care of him?
Ye Qi felt sowhat troubled and stopped bothering the Little Gray Cat, getting up to tidy things up.
Feng Liyan slightly lifted an eyelid to glance at Ye Qi, then closed his eyes again.
Clearly still angry.
Though it seed he hadn’t been angry for quite a long, long ti now. Was it three hundred years or five hundred years?
He had almost forgotten what it felt like to be angry.
He’s rather laid-back, usually just reading dical books, practicing elixirs, sleeping, drinking tea, playing chess with Ye Qi, playing the zither, with not much else to do. He rarely left the territory of the Cat Demon Clan, finding the scenery there quite spectacular, and sotis spent a whole day just admiring it.
Naturally, there weren’t many troubling matters.
Looking back, those were rather boring days.
No wonder the Little Princess was always looking to sneak outside.
The whole afternoon, the Little Gray Cat didn’t pay any attention to Ye Qi, no matter what Ye Qi said or did to amuse him.
Not until the evening when Ye Qi ntioned giving him a bath, did he reluctantly give him a glance.
Seeing the Little Gray Cat finally acknowledging him, Ye Qi cheerfully dashed off to get a tub of warm water.
This sudden joy made Ye Qi feel quite pleasant.
He thought perhaps having a cat around might be quite nice.
Hmm... maybe he’d wait and see for a few days.
After preparing the water, Ye Qi returned to the room, gently lifting the Little Gray Cat.
Placing him into the bath basin, he supported his little furry head with one hand, wetting his body with so water, then applied shower gel to lather him into bubbles.
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