"Is the vacation ending already?"
As he gazed at the dazzling starry sky, with the scent of barbecue drifting from nearby, Lu PingAn counted the days left in his vacation like a child who did not want to go back to work.
"Hey."
When he turned at the call, a skewer had appeared in Lu Mouren's mouth—Pork Belly with Cumin Chili Sauce, his favorite.
He chewed twice, nodded in satisfaction, and watched Chris return to working overtime feeding the cats. Lu PingAn's Magical Pets, along with her two younger sisters, were all big-bellied girls who had gotten addicted to eating and simply could not stop.
After Lu PingAn's dinner complaint of "You're feeding cats," there was somehow an extra late-night meal tonight. Lu PingAn himself had only tasted a few bites, yet Big Cat, the cook, seemed a little displeased instead.
The problem was that when top-tier superhumans ate without restraint, Big Cat, a novice chef, could not quite keep up.
It had originally been meant as an extra meal for Lu PingAn, but the eager-eyed "little kitties" gathered together, constantly shoving empty plates in front of her. They would probably keep eating until midnight.
"Eat up. Every last one of you, eat until you turn into pigs."
Chris, who looked even younger than the sisters, pressed the troublemaking Eve and little kitties back down, then "invited" Zhi Xi away from the grill to rest before beginning another round of cooking.
From where he sat behind them, eating skewers and drinking cola, Lu Mouren saw that although Chris was complaining, she wore a rare, pure smile.
A little farther away, Catherine, the "maid," was battling a table full of documents. She had deliberately come to work overtime in front of her boss, probably as her final act of resistance and