After finishing the delicious clay-pot soup, they sampled the savory fish meat that frightened cats, then swallowed it all in one go with the broth and white rice. After the whole course, Jiang Han herself aside, her two friends were utterly satisfied with her hospitality.
Du Lingxuan had even leaned back in her recliner, comfortably using one cat tail to light her pipe and another to turn the pages of a magazine. She puffed away in contentment, her expression relaxed and pleased. "When it comes to eating, Han Cat really knows how to eat."
After passing judgment, she yawned.
Under the influence of Cat Lamp genes, no matter how capable or energetic a cat was, after a meal they would always yawn for no reason. The urge to pet them was in their hearts, right here, beneath the thick Sleepless Giant Cat Mountains.
Jiang Han did not want to look too smug, and tried to conceal her delight.
But this effort was utterly futile. Even the most ignorant Cat Lamp could see how she was practically about to jump up, how thrilled she was, like she wanted to stand and pump her fists. Anyone could tell just how excited she was right now—excited was not even enough to describe it.
Only the expression of someone who attended a class reunion and discovered they had made it the furthest in life could capture how smug this kitty was.
"Stupid disciple, do you have any Monster Cat furballs at home?" Xiya lit a cigarette.
She seemed to have been researching something lately: the effects of ghosts smoking cigarettes.
They said it was incredibly intoxicating.
"Monster Cat furballs... I do have some, but what do you want them for? Are you planning to raise a Cat Lamp settlement made up of Monster Cat