Chapter 47: Act like a spoiled child and get candy
How does it feel to wake up early in the morning and find a little cutie waiting for you at the door?
In addition to the little white lion, the little mouse and the little tit, there are two more cats in front of the door.
Cats are different from dogs, who are naturally clingy. They won't cling to you and follow you around like dogs do. They are not aloof, they just enjoy being alone.
Cats have different personalities, and most of the time, their love for their owners is very gentle and quiet.
That's why cats are so charming when they become clingy and act coquettish.
Seeing Tong Wanwan coming out of the room, the little white lion was the first to pounce on her, but... seeing the little English shorthair hesitating and wanting to go forward, it stopped.
After all, he was an adult who was more than ten years older than Daya.
Competing for affection with a child always feels... too childish.
Elvis glanced at Eli and Tracy from the corner of his eye. It was obvious that they were also acting like adults. They seemed particularly quiet and reserved today.
The blue and white cat meowed very softly, attracting the attention of the black-haired girl.
Its eyes sparkled with an innocent, shy light, making her want to hug this pretty little lady.
Daya was very keenly aware of Tong Wanwan's liking for her. Her eyes lit up, and she took three or two steps to the girl's feet, stood up, and looked up at her.
Tong Wanwan lowered her eyelids and looked back with interest.
What does the little lady want to do?
"Meow~Meow!"
She heard the cat making an extremely sweet and coquettish noise, meowing and...
He stretched out his body and began to sharpen his little claws on her trousers.
Tong Wanwan: “!”
Ah, this...
Isn’t this too cute?!
The cat is still small and its claws are not very sharp. This action only makes people pay more attention to its beautiful "white gloves" and the eyes on its raised little head, which are round and big, beautiful like natural alexandrite.
Maybe it's her own quirk, or maybe it's a common problem for all cat owners. When a cat scratches your pants, you will unexpectedly have a wonderful feeling of being relied on.
Tong Wanwan bent down and gently touched the little British shorthair's head, then rubbed from the base of the cat's ears to its chin.
Daya trembled, closed her eyes comfortably, wagged her tail, and an involuntary "purring" sound rolled out of her throat, which was very enjoyable to listen to.
The other four pets: "..."
Tsk, I suddenly feel very unhappy.
"What's wrong with you?" Tong Wanwan hugged the cats and extended her other hand to them.
The girl was very beautiful. This kind of beauty wasn't the kind that captivated the heart at first sight, captivating the eyes at second. Rather, it was a light brighter than the moonlight, gentler than the stars. It was as if she always wore a faint smile, even her thin eyebrows were rippled.
Sweet and curved, just like her name.
Tong Wanwan smiled and said, "Don't want a hug today?"
Elvis was stunned. For the first time, he clearly realized that Wanwan easily attracted people's attention and was also easy to be liked by others.
"Cancan?"
Elvis paused, his pupils shrinking slightly.
...The first name called out was his.
Without the slightest hesitation, the little white lion kicked its hind legs and easily leaped into Tong Wanwan's arms. As usual, it rubbed her fingers a few times and curled up in the girl's arms.
Seeing this, Eli and Tracy seemed to be freed from their seals, one climbed onto her left shoulder and the other flew to her right shoulder.
Only the last Savannah cat with leopard print was left. Too embarrassed to approach, yet unwilling to leave, it had no choice but to follow Tong Wanwan, who was covered in pets, down the stairs with reserved and elegant cat steps.
On the first day of officially moving into the pet shop, Savannah and Daya not only received a gentle owner and delicious food, but also got two nicknames: the Savannah cat is KuKu and the British Shorthair cat is Naitang.
After the host and them finished breakfast, the 1551 system asked: [Wanwan, do you want to live stream today?]
"Sure." Tong Wanwan responded in her heart.
The system was right. With a certain fan base and popularity, her fan base would steadily grow. Now, even if she didn't pay close attention to the live broadcast data, the task would be successfully completed.
The sofa at home is very large, and it is also the place Tong Wanwan most often uses as a live broadcast background.
Tong Wanwan snuggled on the sofa, hugging her British Shorthair cat and white lion cub. The 1551 system adjusted the camera for her, readying the broadcast to begin in ten minutes. The little hamster and chickadee remained firmly on her shoulders. The Savannah cat, the only one not asking for a hug, stared at them with a troubled expression.
If he guessed correctly, all the "pets" in this family are orcs, right?
How... could the store manager get along with several orcs so naturally and calmly?
Savannah suddenly remembered something and shook her ears in surprise.
Could it be that Tong Wanwan has never discovered that these people are orcs?
No wonder the older brother who appeared in the room last night asked him and Daya not to reveal their human form easily.
Savannah turned her head away, pretending to avoid the black-haired girl's expectant gaze.
Last night before going to bed, he thought more and more about the blond young man in military uniform. He felt like he had seen him somewhere before. Perhaps... he was a Federation officer who had appeared on StarNet media.
Thinking about it this way, it was even more bizarre. Why would a leader of the Federation Legion be living in an ordinary pet shop with an ordinary older sister? Could it be... that they had some kind of relationship that couldn't be revealed?
As more and more things came to mind, Savannah shook her head, trying to drive out the unnecessary and messy thoughts.
Seeing that he didn't come over, Daya stood up, stretched out her small and cute paws like bamboo shoots, and waved to him.
“Meow!”
Savannah understood the message she wanted to convey from her eyes, which contained a hint of doubt and disapproval: "Brother, why are you just standing there like an idiot? Why don't you come over?"
Savannah: “…”
He quickly turned his cat body around and turned the back of his head towards Daya. This time, Savannah didn't even bother to pretend.
Aren't these adults ashamed of me hanging around the store manager like a little kid?
"Meow?"
Suddenly, Savannah felt a little head rubbing against his back, pushing him towards the sofa.
Savannah: “…”
It's the same trick again.
Daya's cat form was much smaller than Savannah's, and pushing him with her tiny head was difficult. The only reason she was able to move was because her brother quietly moved his limbs.
Tsk, forget it.
Anyway, it's Savannah the cat who's embarrassed, not Savannah himself.
Thinking of this, Savannah turned around, grabbed Daya by the scruff of the neck, jumped onto the sofa, and gently placed her in Tong Wanwan's arms.
He raised his head, but was caught off guard by the girl's smiling black eyes.
“…”
Savannah quickly lowered her eyelashes, found a place not too far from her, curled up and lay down.
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