So You're This Interesting

"Don't bully my little Yun," Wuma Xiu tapped the Fat Orange's wet nose with a finger, "Or I'll brew you into Fat Orange wine and give it to my confidante."

Fat Orange's body stiffened abruptly.

It was fermented into Fat Orange wine.

A picture instantly flashed before its eyes.

Inside a round wine jar, there is a round orange cat soaking in the wine. A label on the jar reads "Fat Orange Wine" in large characters, with a smiley face drawn next to it.

The Fat Orange froze.

It nestled stiffly in Wuma Xiu, its four paws tucked together, its tail tucked tightly between its legs, and even its ears pressed back like airplane ears.

Those arrogant and domineering eyes were now filled with a will to survive.

Meow~

[I made a mistake.]

Fat Orange Cloud to Wuma Xiu's side, its two black bean-like eyes wide open.

The next second, glistening little water droplets gushed out and trickled down the surface of the round cloud.

The whole cloud was crying its eyes out, like a cotton candy soaked through by the rain.

Wuma Xiu pulled the Fat Orange out of his arms and tossed it aside. Then, he opened his arms and caught the crying Fat Orange Cloud in his arms, patting its soft cloud body with his palms.

"Don't cry, don't cry, I'll have someone teach it a lesson later."

Wuma Xiu coaxed softly, wiping away the tears on Fat Orange Cloud's face with his fingertips.

He really hadn't expected it.

Although Fat Orange Cloud looks soft and fluffy, like a glutinous rice ball that could be easily poked, it's still the cloud that he personally poured so much alcohol into. How could it... be no match for an orange cat?

The Fat Orange Cloud in his arms, sobbing and trembling, looking utterly pitiful.

Just as Wuma Xiu looked down to check if it was injured, Fat Orange Cloud's two wet, black eyes secretly glanced at Fat Orange, which had been abandoned to the side.

That little look in his eyes.

If you look closely, you can see the trick.

His eyes clearly conveyed two words: smugness.

It also carried a hint of provocation, as if to say, "Hmph, you're still too green to fight me."

During the seven years that Wuma Xiu was asleep, Fat Orange Cloud did not sleep.

It evolved and became Niu Gulu Fat Orange Cloud.

Fat Orange lay on the ground, its four paws supporting it, its eyes fixed on Fat Orange Cloud.

It understood that look.

I understand.

So it got even angrier.

"Meow--!"

The Fat Orange cat's fur stood on end, its tail stood up like a flagpole, and the whole cat looked like a burning orange flame.

It arched its back, pawed at the ground, and assumed a posture as if it were about to pounce and fight to the death.

Then, the fist of justice descended from the heavens.

Qin Jiu had somehow gotten close, reached out and scooped up the Fat Orange with its fur standing on end, pulling it into her arms.

His arms were tightly wrapped around the Fat Orange. The cat struggled a couple of times, but finding it couldn't break free, it angrily buried its head in his arm and let out a long "meow--".

The last syllable of that note took eighteen turns, full of defiance.

"Don't do anything reckless."

Qin Jiu thought it might be because he had spoiled it too much before.

Over the years, Fat Orange has been bullying him, giving him whatever he wants, and covering for him no matter what trouble he gets into.

Gradually, the cat became incredibly bold.

Let alone bullying a cloud, even when facing Ling Yu, the manager, the way he looked at him and his aura were like looking at a little brother.

But this is an era in which Gods walk on the earth.

Qin Jiu's gaze darkened slightly.

He knew that there were too many unknown things in this world.

If one day Fat Orange is unlucky enough to encounter a Gods with a bad temper and offends him, then...

They didn't even know how they died.

Thinking of this, Qin Jiu hugged the Fat Orange in her arms even tighter.

"I'm sorry. I've spoiled it too much over the years."

Apologizing for a cat sounds somewhat absurd.

But Fat Orange isn't an ordinary cat; it's family. The trouble it causes is his fault.

Wuma Xiu glanced at him, then suddenly reached out and grabbed the Fat Orange Cloud in his arms, pressing his two thumbs against the sides of the cloud's body and pulling hard.

The Fat Orange Cloud was stretched flat, like a piece of rice cake being stretched, transforming from a round shape into a soft, limp cloud ribbon.

Its two beady eyes blinked repeatedly, their black and bright reflecting Wuma Xiu's smiling face, making it look utterly bewildered and innocent.

"It's alright," Wuma Xiu, still holding the Fat Orange Cloud in his hand. He pulled it back, then flicked it away again. "My cloud is naughty too."

The Fat Orange Cloud was pulled back and forth, its body sometimes flat and sometimes round, sometimes long and sometimes short.

Its beady eyes blinked and blinked, its gaze gradually shifting from innocence to confusion, from confusion to guilt, and from guilt to...

Oh no, we've been found out.

It was disguised so well, how did God discover it?

"Xiaoyun, you don't think I didn't notice, do you?"

Wuma Xiu saw that obvious little movement clearly from above.

That smug little look that drifted towards the chubby Fat Orange.

Ha, do they really think he's blind?

It would be strange if he didn't notice.

But then again, in just seven years, when did his Yun learn to be so two-faced?

Where did you learn this trick?

Fat Orange Cloud was being pulled around, its beady eyes darting about, looking at the ceiling, then the floor, then Ling Yu in the distance, but it dared not look into Wuma Xiu's eyes.

Why does it happen like this?

That's a long story.

Over the past seven years, it has weathered many storms, endured countless trials, traversed countless mountains and rivers, and witnessed the full spectrum of human experience. Through the tempering of time, it has gradually...

Okay, to be honest.

It's because over the years it has drifted everywhere, and occasionally it encounters gods attracted by the lingering God of Wine aura on it.

So, over time, through constant exposure and the influence of one's surroundings, you understand what happens next.

Over there, Ling Yu finally snapped out of his daydream.

A turbulent storm was churning in his mind.

What should I do? I really, really want to find this amazing person and create a CP (couple pairing) with them!

This is no ordinary data usage.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, a chance you'll never have again in your lifetime if you miss it!

He's an agent; KPIs flow in his blood, and trending topics are etched into his bones.

How could he possibly remain unmoved by such a golden opportunity?

Ling Yu, who was madly in love, was unaware that he had read it aloud.

But Wuma Xiu, with his sharp ears, overheard his mutterings.

In that instant, his eyes lit up.

The light was so intense that it was impossible to ignore.

"Wow--"

Wuma Xiu let out a series of exclamations that could almost be described as jubilation, and in a flash, he appeared in front of Ling Yu.

Before Ling Yu could react, his hand was firmly grasped by a pair of hands.

Wuma Xiu grabbed his hand and shook it vigorously, making his whole body sway along with it.

"Need my help? This looks so fun! Okay, okay, I'll help! Actually, I thought you were interesting the moment I first saw you."

Ling Yu: You didn't say that before.