The Sword Master God's Journey to Face Slapping

Xiao Shenghan, who was holding the cat meal he made himself and filled with love to wake up the cat master to eat, stood there in a daze, with a look of confusion and a little grievance: What happened? The cat master was so angry early in the morning that he actually gave him a claw.

Did he think he disturbed the cat master's sleep? But this is the time when he usually calls Fat Cat to have breakfast. Did he think the cat meal was not delicious? But today he specially made a kind of cat meal that Fat Cat liked the most, which was more expensive and more elaborate than what he ate!

Although the cat master did not show his sharp claws, he just slapped his face with his soft and pink paw pads. He was not injured, but because of Fat Cat's weight and strength, it still hurt a little. And his own Fat Cat has a good personality and has always loved himself as a shit shoveler (……), why is he suddenly so fierce today?

"Why are you angry? Fat Cat, are you still angry that I didn't give you dried fish last night? But the doctor said that you are overweight and must control your diet. You must not have midnight snacks. To comfort you, didn't I, your dad, give up midnight snacks with you? Fat Cat, don't be angry..."

A well appeared on his forehead. Listening to Xiao Shenghan calling Fat Cat again and again, and daring to call himself "Dad" shamelessly, the British shorthair blue cat in front of him, who was not small in size and had sleek fur, seemed to reveal a bit of anger in his serious and domineering facial features, making his face look more bitter and domineering.

Snap, snap!

The short and thick front paw stretched out and slapped Xiao Shenghan's shoulder three times in a row. The speed of the claws was so fast that only the afterimage was left, showing the dexterity and agility of the carnivorous predator. The force of these three claws was heavier than when Xiao Shenghan's face was slapped before, carrying more warning meanings.

When the soft pads of the British shorthair hit his shoulders, Xiao Shenghan, who was also wearing a sweater indoors, did not feel any pain, but was once again confused by the lesson of his cat master. Their fat cat is very well-behaved, and such irritable behavior will only appear in...

Putting the cat food in his hand aside, Xiao Shenghan looked into the eyes of his cat master seriously and asked solemnly: "Fat cat, are you in estrus?" While asking, Xiao Shenghan stretched out his sinful hand and prepared to stroke the cat master's head to comfort it.

Although he made a guess, Xiao Shenghan actually felt that his imagination was too big. His idea was wrong. It's December now, why is he in estrus! Even if the floor heating is turned on at home and it's warm, it won't make the fat cat in estrus, okay?

Fat cat! In estrus!!

It would be fine if Xiao Shenghan didn't speak, but once he spoke, there were two thunder points. He stepped on thunder wherever there was thunder. People have to praise his ability. There are not many guys in the world who are like him who are unaware but are always courting death.

He slowly opened his mouth, revealing his sharp fangs. Xuan Yuan, who was lying on the soft and warm cushion, slowly stood up. After getting familiar with this body, he couldn't help but silently complain in his heart: This cat... is really fat.

It's not just thick fur and fat, but really thick and solid. When he stood up, he felt that the flesh on his body was shaking. If it weren't for the four legs being strong enough, he really couldn't support this fat body.

After standing up, Xuan Yuan turned his head to avoid the evil hand that Xiao Shenghan stretched out, shook his ears, shook his whiskers, and after getting familiar with the body, he swung his claws quickly again, and slapped Xiao Shenghan's wrist with his right hand twice.

If you don't beat him, you won't become a good person! If you don't beat him, you won't know how to cure your bad mouth!

The right front paw was raised, revealing the pink pad. Xuan Yuan lowered his head, and there was a trace of scrutiny in his light golden vertical pupils. He pondered for a moment, and after reviewing Fat Cat's memory, he finally found the key, and popped out the cat's claws.

Although Xiao Shenghan had trimmed Fat Cat's nails, even so, the cat's claws that popped out were sharp enough. Slowly raising the claws, the cat's claws that had been stretched out gestured in front of Xiao Shenghan twice. The British shorthair blue cat had solemn features and a domineering expression, as if he meant to use his claws to serve if you talk nonsense again.

Xiao Shenghan looked at the British shorthair blue cat with abnormal behavior for several times. Perhaps it was because of his spirituality as a cat slave and shit shoveler, at this moment he suddenly felt that he had grasped Fat Cat's thoughts. He couldn't help but raise his hand and touch his nose, and asked embarrassedly: "Fat Cat, do you not like the name I gave you?"

But if he didn't like it, he had been calling it for more than a year. Why did Fat Cat show rejection at this time? Could it be that after taking Fat Cat to the veterinary hospital for a checkup yesterday, the doctor said that it was overweight, and he controlled Fat Cat's diet and did not give it dried fish yesterday, which aroused its anger, so the anger was concentrated and exploded?

Cat·Xiao Shenghan·Slave imagined a series of dramas, found the reason for his cat master's abnormal behavior today, and became more tolerant. Alas, for Fat Cat, of course he would be angry if the midnight snack that had been going on for a long time was stopped, and he must comfort Fat Cat well.

For his Fat Cat, Xuanyuan swung his hand and slapped his hand with another claw. Although the cat's claw was deliberately exposed when it was swung out, when the cat's claw slapped Xiao Shenghan's hand, there was only a soft and warm pad of meat, and the cat's claw had been retracted long ago.

Originally, Xiao Shenghan thought he would be scratched, but he found that his own Fat Cat had retracted his claw considerately, which immediately made him show a silly perverted smile, and he couldn't help but reach out to knead the British Shorthair Blue Cat: "Fat Cat, you are so good!"

He deftly kicked the cushion and lightly jumped to the side, avoiding Xiao Shenghan's hands. His light golden eyes were big and round, as if they had a beauty effect. He glared at Xiao Shenghan with majesty, and swung his thick fur tail, hitting Xiao Shenghan's hand.

Xiao Shenghan was really sure that Fat Meow, ahem, was sure that his cat master had a very strong repulsion and anger towards the name Fat Meow. If he continued to call him like that, he was afraid that the cat master would beat him up today.

Xiao Shenghan coughed twice and cleared his throat. He brushed his right wrist to get rid of the cat hair that had just been slapped by the cat master, and then said, "Okay, okay, I know you don't like this name, can I stop calling it? Come, let's eat~"

Xiao Shenghan said "eat" in a lingering manner, brought the cat food over, and solemnly placed it in front of Xuanyuan, and then said, "Fatty..." After seeing Xuanyuan's claws exposed, he changed his way of calling, "Master, you should eat quickly, and after eating, pose for me as a model."

The action of retracting the claws paused slightly, Xuanyuan looked up at Xiao Shenghan, recalled the memory of the fat cat, confirmed the time, and ran towards the computer that Xiao Shenghan used for work.

Seeing the British shorthair blue cat running towards the study room without being diligent, Xiao Shenghan was stunned, then hurriedly chased after it with cat food, shouting: "Don't you want to eat? Where are you going? Meow, don't run around!"

At this time, Xuanyuan had already jumped onto the desk, and saw the time in the lower right corner of the computer screen and the drawing software that Xiao Shenghan opened on the interface with only a background sketch. Squatting on the desk, with his front legs on the ground, Xuanyuan looked at the computer desktop thoughtfully and nodded slightly.

It seems that the node of time retracing is when Xiao Shenghan was just preparing to participate in the online illustration collection competition. His illustration that was stolen by the heroine and successfully won the first place was just a draft in his mind, and he had not really drawn it.

It seems that there is still a chance to save the situation, and it is far from the worst time. The light golden vertical pupils are shining slowly, as if the amber color is precipitated and flowing, shining and bright.

So, when Xiao Shenghan hurriedly chased after him with cat food in his hand, he saw a British shorthair blue cat with sleek fur squatting in front of the computer with a calm posture. The British shorthair had serious features and a domineering temperament. Its light golden eyes were large and round. It focused on the computer desktop and even nodded seriously.

The seriousness of the British shorthair blue cat made Xiao Shenghan laugh, and he couldn't help laughing: "You are staring at the computer, do you understand it?" Waving at the British shorthair, Xiao Shenghan said with a bit of coaxing, "Meow, let's eat, okay? I'm still hungry! Meow~Meow~~"

Xiao Shenghan imitated the sound of a cat's meow, as if he was going to use this method to seduce the British shorthair blue cat to follow him to eat instead of continuing to make trouble. Alas, serving the cat master every day is really a sweet and happy thing.

Xuan Yuan, who was squatting in front of the computer, looked back at Xiao Shenghan with a bit of contempt. He was too lazy to pay attention to the shit shoveler who kept meowing. He stood up slowly, jumped off the desk, and walked straight out of the study to Fatty Cat's nest.

Xiao Shenghan's parents had passed away, leaving him only this three-bedroom house. The location of this house is average, and it is surrounded by old communities. The location is not particularly good. However, the advantage is that this community is safe and secure, the house is well decorated, and it is quite spacious for Xiao Shenghan, a single dog.

This three-bedroom and one-living room house, one master bedroom for him to live in, and the other two secondary bedrooms, one was converted into a study for him to paint, and one was originally an idle grocery room a year ago, but it was converted into Fatty Cat's room after he brought Fatty Cat back.

Xiao Shenghan stood at the door, watching the British shorthair blue cat walk past him with steady steps and without even wagging its tail. His thoughts were still immersed in the British shorthair's eyes just now. Well, I don't know why, but I always feel that the eyes just now are particularly domineering, permeated with the phrase "humans with fish lips".

"Is it my illusion? I suddenly feel that the fat cat has an aura of 2.8 meters today, especially domineering..." Xiao Shenghan muttered in a low voice, and when he saw that the British shorthair blue cat had already walked away, he immediately chased after it, showing his cat slave nature.