Kitten Becomes A Celebrity Favorite By Eating Melons

Chapter 73: Yan Chaoan carried the dizzy kitten back to his room. ...

Yan Chaoan took the dizzy kitten back to his room.

Because Qiao Qiao was following him in human form this time, and there were so many pairs of eyes on the warship looking at him, Yan Chaoan gave Qiao Qiao a separate room.

But he also knew that Qiao Qiao rarely went back to his room to sleep, and habitually slept in the room that belonged to him.

Just when Yan Chaoan thought Qiao Qiao was very good after being drunk, Qiao Qiao started to make a fuss.

As soon as Qiao Qiao's back touched the bed board, he hugged Yan Chaoan's neck tightly and refused to lie on the bed no matter what.

He lay on Yan Chaoan's body like a pendant, resting his head on Yan Chaoan's shoulder, and his body was filled with Yan Chaoan's scent every time he breathed and breathed.

It seemed that in such an environment, Qiao Qiao could sleep more comfortably.

Probably because the prototype is a cat, after Qiao Qiao transformed into a human, his body bones were also soft. When he sticks to a human body like this and twists restlessly from side to side, it is a test of one's willpower.

Veins popped up on Yan Chaoan's arms. He tried hard to restrain himself, even the hand protecting Qiao Qiao's waist was a little harder.

"Qiao Qiao." He called out Qiao Qiao's name, but couldn't say the rest.

What should I say? Qiao Qiao might not listen to him when he is sober, not to mention that the person lying on him now is a drunk kitten.

Yan Chaoan sighed silently, and moved a little harder, planning to force Qiao Qiao to the bed.

"No, no." Qiao Qiao closed his eyes, the skin under his eyes was red from drinking, and he refused to let go of Yan Chaoan's neck.

He and Yan Chao'an were too close, and when they were muttering angrily, their hot breath hit Yan Chao'an's collarbone wantonly.

Yan Chaoan couldn't bear it anymore. Just when he was about to forcefully peel Qiao Qiao away, he heard Qiao Qiao's drunken words again.

"Well, I like it." After Qiao Qiao finished speaking, he leaned on Yan Chao'an and rubbed against him, "Yan Chao'an..."

A drunken sentence with no word order and no clue of the cause and effect made Yan Chaoan's body stiffen instantly.

...

Qiao Qiao was indeed dreaming in a daze.

He first dreamed about Yuan Hexu. Yuan Hexu in the dream analyzed his relationship with Yan Chaoan and finally concluded that he just liked Yan Chaoan.

Even in his dream, Qiao Qiao didn't believe this result.

In other words, he didn't want to believe the result.

Yuan Hexu was followed by a vixen whom he had not seen for a long time. He pulled his boss and laughed at him in front of Qiao Qiao, saying that he liked Yan Chaoan but did not dare to admit it.

Qiao Qiao naturally retorted, but the vixen said, if you really don't like Yan Chaoan, can you accept that Yan Chaoan will find a new marriage partner in the future?

This question was like a thunderbolt that smashed Qiao Qiao to pieces.

Qiao Qiao had thought about this problem when he first met Yan Chaoan.

During the hundred years of cultivating himself as a monster, Qiao Qiao met several masters.

For Qiao Qiao, the master's marriage means having another master. As long as the new owner is not bad, he will naturally accept it. If the new master is not good, he will run away from home and return to the mountains to continue his practice.