Quick Transmigration: The Host Is Sweeter Than Sugar

From the age of seven, after that incident, he knew that he was not normal.

No matter what, I can't afford to be emotional.

No particular likes, no particular dislikes.

Everyday life is like setting up precise robots to complete due tasks in accordance with established procedures.

And I don't want to get emotional about these unquestionable things.

To him, it's all trouble.

Su Chen also couldn't figure out why he picked up this little milk cat and raised it.

...It's obviously a problem.

Su Chen pondered seriously with his eyes downcast. His slender eyelashes drew a beautiful arc in the air and fell down, covering the thick black color in his phoenix eyes.

While Su Chen was thinking, he suddenly felt his fingers being touched by something fluffy.

"Meow~"

He looked down, and saw the little milk cat was looking up at him, touching his hand with its paw, and pointing at the phone with the other paw.

"What's wrong?"

The boy's voice was indifferent, like floating ice and broken jade, but it sounded particularly pleasant.

Su Tang simply pushed the phone towards the boy with his claws.

Su Chen took the phone over and watched as the other party ordered a spicy pot, but didn't choose a single dish.

After thinking about it for a while, Su Chen probably understood why.

"Can't the claws click?"

The little cat squatted on his lap, nodding seriously.

The plus sign behind the product on the takeaway software is really not easy to press for the cat's meat pad.

Su Tang nimbly climbed onto Su Chen's shoulder, squatting there in a small group, with its tail resting on the boy's neck very naturally.

The touch of the fluffy tail came from the skin of the neck, and the novel touch made the boy's body slightly stiff, and he tilted his head uncomfortably.

Su Tang didn't feel the young man's discomfort at all.

Squatting on Su Chen's shoulders, pointing at the food he wanted to eat with his paws, the gesture of waving his paws was full of meaning of pointing the country, looking like an inexplicable boss.

Su Chen followed the kitten's instructions and chose a few dishes.

Seeing that the kitty was still in the trend of re-election, he raised his hand and pressed her paw.

"I can't choose."

Su Tang protested to him seriously, "Meow meow! Meow meow meow!"

"Just give me something to eat! You are too stingy to abuse cats!"

Su Chen pulled her off his shoulders, poked her soft belly with his slender fingers, and laughed flatly.

"If you order any more, the dishes will be bigger than yours. With so many dishes, can your stomach hold them?"

Su Tang, "..."

Oops!

Accidentally, I ordered according to her appetite when she was still a human...

The little cat lowered its tail a little guilty, and the fluffy cat tail swept across the boy's white wrist once and for all.

Soft and itchy.

Su Chen paused for a moment, looked away calmly, and asked her again in a low voice.

"Can you eat spicy?"

Su Tang thought for a while, then shook his head.

As a strawberry candy, she can't accept the spicy taste very much.

She prefers sweet ones!

Su Chen calmly checked the taste of "sauce is not spicy" for the little milk cat, thinking calmly.

The spicy hot pot is not spicy.

...It really is a problem.

After placing the order, Su Chen ordered another takeaway for himself.

Just as he was about to put away the phone, the back of his hand was touched again.

He lowered his eyes, and saw the little milk cat with its fluffy head up, its blue cat pupils unblinking, staring at his phone with burning eyes.

sugar!

Strawberry candy!

She wants strawberry candy!