Taoist Master and the Cat - Chapter 132

In her previous life, Su Miaomiao had always been a wild cat and had never been adopted by anyone, so she didn’t know that humans who raised cats would treat cats as their masters.

In fact, if she thought about it carefully, the cat slave would clean up the dirty paws of ordinary cats, and the Taoist master also took care of her in that way.

Looking at those cat videos again, Su Miaomiao didn’t think cats were ugly. She specialized in researching cat owners’ tolerance toward cats, and how well other cat owners were willing to treat cats.

During that process, Su Miaomiao also discovered that sometimes when cat slaves were really frustrated, as long as the cats walked over and cuddled against them, or jumped on their laps or even just lay down next to them, the cat slaves would show their happy emotions.

It could be seen that the cats were very smart, and they knew that they should give some reward to the cat slaves from time to time. Otherwise the cat slaves may become disheartened and never support the cat owner again.

Just like the little Taoist masters of Qingxu Temple, if Xie Jingyuan couldn’t provide them with benefits, why would the little Taoist masters still listen to him?

There were some truths that people and cats communicate with each other.

Su Miaomiao—While watching with relish, she drew his inferences in her heart.

When the washing machine stopped spinning, Su Miaomiao looked at the bathroom, picked up her phone and sent a message to Xie Jingyuan: Taoist master, come and help me dry my clothes.

Xie Jingyuan: Okay.

Su Miaomiao showed a satisfied smile in response to the reply. Although the Taoist master was sometimes very serious, he was generally very competent in supporting her.

After scrolling through another video, Su Miaomiao heard the sound of unlocking the door.

Xie Jingyuan thought she had already gotten into bed like the day before, so he pushed open the door and saw her sitting cross-legged on the sofa. He was stunned for a second.

Su Miaomiao smiled at him.

Xie Jingyuan: “…”

Gu Jialing’s description was correct, it really was a sneaky smile.

He closed the door and asked lightly, “Why haven’t you slept yet?”

Su Miaomiao: “I’m watching a video, I’m not sleepy yet.”

Xie Jingyuan was very surprised. She used to have no interest in human novels, film and television dramas, including other cultures and arts, unless it was related to cats.

Xie Jingyuan walked to the sofa and sat down.

The notebook was held in Su Miaomiao’s arms. Xie Jingyuan went to look at the screen, and smelled the shower gel all over her body, the clear and sweet peach fragrance.

Some childhood memories crept up.

In the supermarket, she sniffed every scent of shower gel, and finally picked up the peach scent, and said to him with a smile, “It’s for you, the peach scent is indeed the best.”

But Xie Jingyuan only liked to eat peaches, and he always used the basic ones for his toiletries.

After thinking about it, he saw the scene on the laptop screen; a tabby cat was cutely licking its owner’s finger.

Xie Jingyuan: “…”

He quickly left the sofa. Seeing that Su Miaomiao was still watching seriously, he frowned and asked, “Why are you suddenly seeing this? Didn’t you say those cats are ugly?”

In her eyes, all other cats were ugly cats except her.

Su Miaomiao looked at the female cat slave in the video, and then looked at Qingxu Temple’s owner on the opposite side, and replied seriously, “You really treat me well. I also want to learn how to make the Taoist master happy.”

Xie Jingyuan: “…”

Who asked her to make him happy?

What methods did she think would make him happy? Lick his fingers like a cat?

Xie Jingyuan went straight to the bathroom, and a minute later, he crossed the living room with a clothes drying bucket expressionlessly, and went to the balcony.

Su Miaomiao thought he didn’t know there was a light on the balcony, so she jumped over with her notebook in her arms and pressed the switch.

The light was bright, clearly illuminating the girl’s underwear in Xie Jingyuan’s hand, and two peaches printed on the white material.

Xie Jingyuan remained expressionless.

Su Miaomiao also returned to the sofa.

All the clothes were dried, Xie Jingyuan ignored Su Miaomiao who was addicted to the video, and placed the bucket back into the bathroom.

There was some water on the ground, Xie Jingyuan was mopping the floor while trying to find the reasons why she was acting strange that night.

Suddenly, the cat with a peach smell came over from one side, and gently rubbed the top of her head against his arm.

Xie Jingyuan froze.

Su Miaomiao felt that the posture was not easy to exert strength, so she hugged his waist and continued to brush against him while looking at the two in the mirror.

Xie Jingyuan: “Do you want another gift?”

Su Miaomiao smiled, “No.”

Xie Jingyuan: “Then why are you hugging me?”

Su Miaomiao: “I like you. I’ll hug you if I like you, don’t you like it?”

Xie Jingyuan was also looking at the mirror. In the mirror, was her innocent smiling face, those clear eyes, free from any worldly desires.

Love was also a kind of desire.

“I don’t like it, don’t hug me like this in the future,” Xie Jingyuan pulled her hand away, turned the direction indifferently, and turned the mop head toward Su Miaomiao.

Su Miaomiao retreated to the door, frowned and asked him, “Why don’t you like it? I think other people like cats brushing against them.”

Xie Jingyuan didn’t raise his head, “Cats can, but humans can’t. Adult men and women can only do this when they are in love or get married.”

Su Miaomiao looked at her own hand, which was white and smooth without cat hair or pink paw pads, and pouted unhappily.

“Then what to do in the future? You treat me well, I can’t make you happy.”

Xie Jingyuan finally looked over again, “Who told you to make me happy? I don’t need it.”

Su Miaomiao watched him mopping the floor, and muttered in a low voice, “If I can’t make you happy, what will I do if you don’t raise me anymore?”

Xie Jingyuan: “You are not a cat now, so you don’t need to be raised.”

Su Miaomiao’s eyes were persistent, and she felt a little wronged, “I am a cat, a cat of Qingxugu Temple. You brought me back, so you have to raise me.”

If the Taoist master really dared to abandon her, just like a human who abandoned an ordinary cat, Su Miaomiao would knock over his computer, water glass, and scratch the sofa and cabinet!