"Master meow!"
It's already morning...
He closed his eyes and reached out to catch the cheese, feeling the heavy burden on his body. Just as he was about to rub the other's gray-blue hair as usual, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his left arm, and he couldn't help but grimace in pain.
I almost forgot, my left arm is injured.
Noticing something strange about Chen Cheng, Cheese tilted his head and looked at him: "Master? What's wrong, meow?"
Enduring the severe pain, Shen Cheng opened his eyes and rubbed Cheese's head as if nothing had happened: "I'm fine, good morning, Cheese."
"Meow~" Cheese, who was already dressed neatly, narrowed his eyes slightly and made a purring sound like a cat.
Turning around, he saw Tang, who was also dressed neatly, standing at the bedroom door, staring at him, her ash-gray ears twitching.
Chen Cheng smiled bitterly. This couldn't go on. He always felt like he was the one who needed to be waited for the most.
"Good morning, Master." Shatang stared at Chen Cheng until he got out of bed and walked in front of him before speaking lightly.
Also rubbing Shatang's head, Shen Cheng smiled and said, "Good morning, Shatang."
With a slight blush on her cheeks, Shatang was about to move aside to make way, but she suddenly caught a glimpse of Shen Cheng's left arm. Her eyes suddenly fixed, and she said in a cold voice: "Master, are you injured? Who did it?"
His smile froze, and Chen Cheng said vaguely: "Uh...I was accidentally hit by a car outside last night, but the injury is not serious, I will be fine after resting."
After staring at Chen Cheng for a moment, Shatang made way with an expressionless face, muttering softly, "Don't tell me anything..."
Hearing the resentment in Shatang's tone, Chen Cheng could only apologize in response.
"Master is injured, meow?" Cheese hurried over upon hearing the sound. Chen Cheng waved his hands repeatedly: "I'm really fine!"
As he said this, he calmly avoided Cheese to prevent her from checking his body.
"Mmmmm~" Cheese puffed up his cheeks, thought for a moment, and suddenly said, "Since Master is injured, Master can no longer make breakfast, meow! Today's breakfast will be left to Cheese and Sugar, meow!"
Sugar nodded in approval, "Master, go wash up first. Leave breakfast to Cheese and me."
Chen Cheng raised his hand to show that he had no problem cooking, but seeing the two cats looking so confident, he couldn't help but wonder if their cooking skills had improved, so he put his hand down silently.
Cheese cheered and skipped into the kitchen with Sugar in tow. Chen Cheng smiled and shrugged, then walked into the bathroom and started washing up.
Ten minutes later, Shen Cheng sat at the table, looking at the three burnt-black things on the plate that could barely be recognized as fried eggs, and his expectant smile froze instantly.
But seeing the expectant eyes of the two cats, Shen Cheng picked up a fried egg, closed his eyes, and took a big bite of it.
Well, although it tastes sweet, at least it's edible and doesn't have the debuff of the illusion curse.
…
Just three hours after opening today, the cat cafe was almost packed.
Although Shen Cheng's left arm was injured and he couldn't grind coffee with both hands, with the bonus of the Cat Fantasy gene, Shen Cheng's speed in grinding coffee with one hand was far beyond his usual speed. The afterimage of his flying right hand could even be vaguely seen, which stunned the customers who ordered coffee.
Fatty Zhou looked at Shen Cheng at work with a look of horror and shouted, "Fuck, Boss Shen, is the purpose of grinding coffee with one hand today just to show off your biceps?!"
Chen Cheng's mouth twitched, and he handed the coffee he had just brewed to Fatty Zhou: "Here, the latte you ordered."
Fatty Zhou glanced at his coffee and scratched his head: "Boss Shen, where's the milk in my coffee?"
Shen Cheng smiled peacefully: "No milk."
Fatty Zhou smiled awkwardly: "Then I'll add some beef..."
Shen Cheng still had a peaceful smile on his face: "No milk."
Looking at Shen Cheng's peaceful smile, Fatty Zhou suddenly felt a chill on his back. He frowned, picked up his coffee, and hurried back to his seat.
Like Fatty Zhou, Xiang Long hadn't missed a single day at the cat cafe since it opened, and today was no exception. After he found a seat and ordered some coffee, he picked up a cat and idly looked around.
Suddenly, Xiang Long locked his eyes on Shen Cheng, walked straight to the counter and sat down, and said to Shen Cheng with a murderous look on his face: "Boss, did you have a fight with someone?"
Is it that obvious?!
"It's already solved." Chen Cheng could only smile bitterly, showing off his right arm and showing off his muscles: "Don't look at me like this, in fact, I am still very capable of fighting now."
After examining Shen Cheng's figure from top to bottom, Xiang Long showed a questioning expression.
Shen Cheng: “…”
Speaking of which, in the two days since he injected the Cat Fantasy Gene Agent, Shen Cheng discovered that his muscles and body had become more symmetrical without him noticing. Although he had indeed become stronger, in the eyes of outsiders, he seemed to have become thinner...
"Bang!" At this moment, the door of the cat cafe was roughly kicked open. Chen Cheng frowned slightly, and Xiang Long stood up suddenly.
The person who kicked the door was a blond-haired, blue-eyed foreigner. He stood at the door and looked around the cat cafe. Finally, his eyes stopped on Sugar, who was looking at him with fear.
"Number 23! Follow me!" The man said this in English. His roar, filled with anger and impatience, frightened the cats in the store.
"Hey! Can you please have some manners? Do you think this is your home?"
"Yeah, just come in, why are you kicking the door?"
"Why are you yelling at Miss Sugar in your stupid language?"
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