I want to die.

The thought of the baby being in the room prevented him from going in and sleeping with the baby.

I felt so uncomfortable, like I was going to die.

Lu Yanwei stood silently guarding the doorway, his dark, long eyes flashing with a morbid excitement, and his whole body trembling uncontrollably.

When I close my eyes, I can picture my baby's jade-white body covered by his blankets.

A strange sense of happiness welled up in Lu Yanwei's heart, and he couldn't help but laugh out loud as his thin, rosy lips twitched.

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After a long while, once she was sure there was nothing left in the room, Yu Qiao slowly crawled out of bed.

It has two fluffy white cat ears on its head, and if you were to part them, you could see the roots of its ears that are red to the point of dripping blood.

It can't even retract its tail anymore.

Yu Qiao clutched her heart, muttering in frustration, "Why is it beating so fast?"

"Are you trying to work yourself to death?"

Then, my heart started beating even faster.

Yu Qiao muttered a few words, jumped off the bed and locked the door from the inside, then breathed a deep sigh of relief.

Strange, I can't control myself from turning back into my original form, and I can't control myself from turning back into a human.

This is really bad for her.

What if she gets captured by cat traffickers one day?

Yu Qiaosheng slumped listlessly at the foot of the bed. When she opened her eyes, she was greeted by a room full of her posters, photocards, autographs, and magazines...

Yu Qiao couldn't help but cover her face again, and the ears on her head twitched shyly.

This guy is a real pervert!

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The next day.

"Knock knock knock—"

"Baby, wake up."

Lu Yanwei knocked on the door with his long, slender fingers, his thin, crimson lips curving upwards involuntarily.

One minute passed without a response.

"Baby? Is he still sleeping?" Lu Yanwei's dark eyebrows furrowed slightly. He reached for the door but found it locked from the inside. He breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems the baby is still sleeping.

But it's almost 10 o'clock now, doesn't the baby still have to record a variety show?

Do all kittens love to sleep in?

A smile crept into Lu Yanwei's eyes. He was going to prepare a luxurious cat bed for the baby and place it right next to his bed.

Just thinking about sleeping in the same room with the baby made him so happy he almost fainted; his voice trembled involuntarily.

"Baby, wake up."

"Time for breakfast."

There has still been no response.

Lu Yanwei's heart suddenly tightened, and his relaxed brows furrowed again in an instant. His right hand gripped the doorknob tightly, and his knuckles bulged out from the excessive force.

After a three-second pause, he could no longer remain calm. He turned and strode to the study, took out a key, and opened the door to the master bedroom.

Lu Yanwei's probing gaze fell on the large, flat bed, but Yu Qiao was nowhere to be seen.

Is he taking a shower?

Lu Yanwei quickly went to the bathroom, but it was still empty.

Are you home?

Why is that door locked from the inside?

Lu Yanwei sighed resentfully, his dark pupils fixed on the large bed.

Even though it's the same as before, why does this bed look better now?

Sure enough, the bed the baby slept in is different.

Lu Yanwei's dejected mood vanished, and his heart began to pound violently again. His fingertips trembled as he threw back the covers and crawled inside.

Smelling the lingering fragrance, I couldn't help but let out a satisfied sigh.

Baby, it smells so good.

Lu Yanwei pursed his lips tightly, opened his narrow eyes that were gleaming with scarlet, and saw Yu Qiao's poster on the ceiling.

What a beautiful baby.

His fingers, gleaming with the luster of white jade, couldn't resist reaching down.

Gradually, a faint blush appeared on her fair skin.

Lu Yanwei's peach blossom eyes glistened with excitement.

Baby.

They just left him in this empty, cold house without even saying goodbye.

When the baby turns back into a cat,

He caught him.

She absolutely must be punished.