Cat Girl Miaomiao changed into a holy long robe.
The robe fit her perfectly, her delicate figure looking as if it had been exquisitely carved by the heavens themselves, and her features were utterly intoxicating.
The sight of the fluffy ears hidden within her long blue hair twitching slightly was especially heart-stirring.
But the moment she was dressed, she let out a soft "MEOW," leaped joyfully into Hong Yu's arms, wrapped her hands around his neck, and wound her legs around his waist in an incredibly intimate position.
Hong Yu's face was a picture of misery. "Miaomiao, we can't keep doing this. Can you please get down?"
"MEOW… Master, you don't want Miaomiao anymore, do you?"
Cat Girl Miaomiao blinked pitifully, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears.
Hong Yu scratched his head, running his hands through his hair in frustration. "No, of course not!"
"MEOW… I knew Master was the best!"
And then.
