Chapter 9 He's So Cute
At this moment, a few petals fell from the vase placed on the wall cabinet.
The petals were blown to the floor by the wind outside the window, except for one anemone petal, which landed squarely on the little white lion's forehead.
The little white lion, Ivis, suddenly felt his little head being poked by the girl, and then she brushed off the white petals.
At this moment, Elvis felt an itchy and numbing feeling on his nose again - the girl stretched out her slender jade-like fingers and touched the tip of his nose.
Looking at the silly and dazed look of the little white lion, Tong Wanwan smiled, her black eyes filled with stars.
"So cute, no wonder even the petals want to kiss them."
Elvis stood there in a daze, his ears trembling slightly, his head turned away uncomfortably, and even his tail curled up into a circle.
Although he appears in the image of a white lion, he is still a normal young and energetic man inside. He really doesn't know how to respond to Tong Wanwan's occasional teasing.
Tong Wanwan’s live broadcast room had already exploded.
"Oh my god, oh my god, what kind of angel is this?"
"Woo woo woo, the little white lion is cute, but you are even cuter, sister!"
"I don't care! The anchor lady praised me and touched me!"
"...The person above is so shameless. The anchor is my girlfriend, okay?"
The barrage of comments began to fly around again, making the 1551 system more and more angry. Seeing that the number of fans had exceeded 500 and was showing a crazy upward trend, the system turned the screen black and typed a thank you message for the end of the live broadcast.
Humph! Anyway, the mission has been completed and the points have been obtained, so it won't let outsiders see the host for another second!
The system ended the live broadcast and left in a leisurely manner, leaving only the netizens in the live broadcast room who were confused by the black screen.
Tong Wanwan nodded when the system informed her that the live broadcast was over. Seeing that the time was almost up, she stood up and went to the kitchen to make a nutritious meal for the little white lion.
In the room, only Elvis, the little lion, was left.
He stared thoughtfully in the direction where Tong Wanwan left.
Suddenly, Elvis moved his tail and rolled up the anemone petal that Tong Wanwan had touched before she could clean it up.
Then he hid the petals in his new nest.
The time waiting for the girl was a bit boring. Every two minutes, Elvis would unconsciously glance outside the door.
After a moment, the little white lion stood up and walked to the floor-length mirror in the room.
The little lion in the mirror has big round eyes, a pair of fluffy ears, and a body the size of two palms. It doesn't look majestic or strong at all, but just like a domestic, docile puppy.
Is this... cute?
Elvis was silent for a while, then looked back at the door. There was no movement outside.
Tong Wanwan hasn't finished cooking yet.
He recalled a video he had seen of a cat being praised as cute by his subordinates.
Facing the mirror, imitating the movements in memory, Elvis tilted his little head, pricked up his ears, raised his paw, and licked the white hair on the back of his hand.
Elvis: “…”
When he saw the little white lion in the mirror making the same movements as him, he realized that he had done something stupid.
Feeling embarrassed for the first time in a long time, Elvis ran back to his nest and pretended nothing had happened.
...It's so embarrassing.
This is not what a federal marshal would do.
(End of this chapter)
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