Yuguang Qingxue was a bit of a germaphobe.
She'd hated being touched by others ever since she was little. Even Yuguang Kaori had never touched her.
Now Fang Cheng was using his life-saving favor as leverage. No matter how much she resisted, she had no choice but to give in.
It was only a little touching. It wasn't as if she'd get pregnant.
Forcing herself to accept that reasoning, Yuguang Qingxue lay back down across Fang Cheng's lap. Her voice returned to its usual cool tone. "I understand. Go ahead."
But on closer inspection, the cat ears on her head were trembling faintly.
Fang Cheng rubbed his hands together excitedly, an irrepressible perverted grin on his face. He was even more thrilled than when watching cat videos.
Yuguang Qingxue was simply too beautiful, whether in human or cat form.
Her fur was pure white, without a single blemish, and impossibly soft. Her eyes were pure sapphire blue, and both her features and figure were perfect—everything a cat lover could ever hope for.
Fang Cheng had never petted a cat this beautiful before. He'd have to show off his real skills.
He wasn't bragging: his massage technique was already at master level. There wasn't a cat alive who could resist his touch after enjoying it once.
As Yuguang Qingxue waited nervously, Fang Cheng began gently and thoroughly stroking and massaging her, savoring the exquisite feel of her silky fur.
Yuguang Qingxue's body had been stiff, and she'd even been trembling slightly, but under Fang Cheng's massage, she gradually relaxed.
She was puzzled, too. She'd thought she would feel disgusted, but not only was there no disgust—she didn't even feel repulsed.
As she breathed in Fang Cheng's pleasant scent, her body and mind relaxed along with it.
"How is it?"
Fang Cheng