Chapter 8 She's a vicious little cat now!

Shi Miao didn't sleep very well at first.

It's so incredibly hot!!!

She's a long-haired cat, and nestled in the pile of clothes, it only made things hotter.

It looks just like a little cat pancake being pan-fried on an iron pan.

The little cat-shaped pancake moved around, spreading itself out in all directions.

After moving around a couple more times, Shi Miao vaguely felt a gust of wind blowing against her, steadily dispelling the heat.

Shi Miao turned over and slept until dawn.

Hmm? It's not lit yet?

The kitten peeked out sleepily, revealing a pair of pointed little ears peeking out from the dented pile of clothes.

The sky outside the glass window was hazy and translucent, appearing bright but not quite.

Jiang Yingxu got up at some point and was already washing up on the balcony.

It was the sound of rushing water that woke her up.

Shi Miao yawned, her mouth agape like a lecherous snake.

She turned her head and saw the small fan fixed to the head of the bed pointing directly at her.

She was out in the wind all night, what about Jiang Yingxu?

Shi Miao sprang to her feet and, sure enough, after jumping onto the balcony pool, she saw up close a thin layer of sweat on the boy's neck.

Jiang Yingxu turned off the tap. His face was covered in water vapor, which made his features appear even more deep. He had gotten up early, and his eyelids were drooping wearily, with tiny, glistening water droplets falling from his eyelashes.

When he looked up, his eyes were dark and deep, possessing a clean and undeniable youthful handsomeness unique to his age.

Shi Miao was held in a state of controlled obstruction for a few seconds.

[Wow, Jiang Yingxu is so handsome!]

The system went into hibernation overnight. I just turned it on and gave a perfunctory reply: "Yeah, cool."

This little cat is obsessed with pretty faces; even the most handsome and beautiful mission takers can pet her a few more times.

Not to mention someone like Jiang Yingxu.

The system glanced at Jiang Yingxu and suddenly seemed a little puzzled.

This time of day is already the coolest.

Jiang Yingxu slept through the sweltering heat all night, but when he woke up in the morning, his ears were slightly red from the heat.

The touch of red stood out starkly against the pale white of the earlobe.

However, it faded quickly, like a hallucination.

Jiang Yingxu's Adam's apple bobbed slightly. He wiped the water droplets from his chin with the back of his hand, his voice low and indifferent, "Did I wake you up?"

Shi Miao shook her head and glanced at the living room clock.

5:50.

Are you going to school?

Jiang Yingxu took down the towel that had been hanging out to dry, dampened it slightly, and awkwardly lifted it up to wipe Shi Miao's cat-like face.

The slightly damp long hairs were tangled together.

Shi Miao tried to hold back, but couldn't help it, and shook her head like a washing machine.

"..."

Jiang Yingxu looked at her little ears that bounced up and down, and replied in a low voice, "Okay, morning reading at 6:30."

"Will you come with me?"

He maintained his usual cold tone.

But whether it was Shi Miao's imagination or not, she vaguely sensed a very faint expectation, perhaps even one that her master himself hadn't noticed.

but……

Shi Miao had other plans, and said seriously, "I'm not going. We can't bring cats to school, right?"

Jiang Yingxu hummed in agreement, lowered his eyes, and didn't say anything more.

It was hot in early autumn, and the school uniforms and backpacks that had been airing out overnight were already dry.

Jiang Yingxu acted quickly, went into the bathroom to change into his school uniform, picked up his schoolbag, and looked at Shi Miao, who was huddled in a pile of clothes.

There was a pile of cardboard and other debris blocking the way between the crib and the sink.

Once the curtains are drawn, it becomes a small space.

Uncle, Aunt, and Jiang Tianhao won't come here—they think it's cramped and dirty.

Shi Miao will not be discovered if she stays here.

"I'll come back at noon and bring you some food..."

"No need," Shi Miao quickly refused. "It's too much trouble to come and go. I'm not an ordinary kitten; I can avoid people and go out to find food on my own."

Her four fluffy white paws rested on the wooden bed. In the dim morning light, her flowing, soft fur looked like splashed paint, and her round cat eyes, with their natural eyeliner, seemed to be looking at him with a hint of a smile. She was breathtakingly beautiful.

really.

Such a beautiful kitten, anyone would soften their heart upon seeing it.

Jiang Yingxu concealed the dazed look in his eyes, said "okay" softly, and then pulled the curtain shut with a screech.

Shi Miao pricked up her little ears, listening to Jiang Yingxu close the door and his footsteps fade away. She then jumped onto the balcony window and watched the boy stride out of the community gate.

The kitten jumped off the wooden bed, crawled out from behind the curtain, and its gaze swept across the room, landing on the two tightly closed bedroom doors.

Jiang Tianhao is still in junior high school, unlike high school where he has to get up so early, and he is sleeping soundly right now.

The air conditioner blew out cool air in wisps.

Shi Miao slowly walked to the middle of the two bedrooms and spoke coldly.

[Please, exchange for a Nightmare item for me.]

She hadn't done any tasks, so theoretically she shouldn't have any points.

Unfortunately, the little cat demon was so beautiful and cute that the tasker, who was obsessed with cats, gave her a little over a hundred points. Before entering the world in the book, the main god worriedly gave her another two hundred points.

The new cat quest taker, Shi Miao, with a zero success rate, couldn't exchange for high-level spirit potions, but a ranged nightmare item was easily obtained.

The system always responded to such small requests, and soon a small wooden puppet appeared in her hand.

Shi Miao pressed the button.

The little wooden puppet transformed into a wisp of green smoke, drifting and enveloping the two bedrooms.

Listening to the increasingly uneasy rustling sounds and terrified cries suppressed in his throat from inside.

The kitten, its white bib-like fur bristling, deliberately suppressed its sweet voice and imitated the villain's snarling tone from a TV drama, saying fiercely, "I'll scare you to death!"

She, Shi Miao, is no longer the innocent kitten she once was.

She's a vicious little cat now!

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Ningcheng No.1 High School, as the best high school in Ningcheng, is not considered to have strict daily management.

The morning reading session started at 6:30, but people didn't start entering the classroom until 6:20.

Today's morning reading session is for Chinese.

After the bell rang twice, the class representative for Chinese language went up to the podium and organized everyone to start reading.

The scattered reading aloud could not drown out the soft chatter below.

"Strange, is Old Niu late today? Why hasn't he arrived yet?"

"I saw Lao Niu's bicycle when I parked. He's been here for a while. Something must have kept him from arriving."

Jiang Yingxu sat by the window, his left hand lightly pressing down on the test paper, while his right hand held a black ballpoint pen, quickly writing down line after line of problem-solving steps on the white paper.

The convenience store was doing very well last night, but he got distracted by a kitten and still had a math test paper left to finish.

The sounds of conversation from ahead reached my ears like a feather drifting lightly onto the water's surface, causing not a ripple.

It wasn't until there were only five minutes left before morning reading began that Lao Niu's signature footsteps and the clinking of a bunch of keys at his waist could be faintly heard.

The boy keeping watch at the back door coughed loudly.

All the little noises disappeared in an instant; those doing homework put away their test papers, those chatting sat up straight, and those reading novels or comics tucked them into their desks.

The reading aloud was melodious and rhythmic.

Jiang Yingxu had just finished writing the last big question. He turned his wrist, which was slightly stiff from writing too fast, and caught a glimpse of a figure passing by outside the window. He lifted his eyelids to look.

Leading the way was the homeroom teacher, Niu Chongtian, dressed in a classic plaid shirt, suit pants, and a leather belt with his keys hanging from it.

A beautiful figure followed behind him.

Her steps were light and quick, and her long, black hair, loosely tied up with a large, petal-shaped hair tie, swayed back and forth around her waist.

Like a wagging kitten's tail.

"Holy crap, could that message in the class group last night be true? A new student really is transferring?"

"Did the class monitor say she's a very pretty girl?"

"..."

Jiang Yingxu lowered his eyes indifferently, not caring at all, and took out another test paper from his desk.

Knock knock.

There was a gentle knock on the back door, and the physics class representative from the neighboring Class Two stood there, calling out, "Jiang Yingxu, Teacher Lei is calling you."