Master, He Smells so Good That It's a Foul

[Cheerful cat demon apprentice attack x Master Catnip is forced to suffer] [1v1, a bit sadistic, HE, year old] I am Shen Yao, the only nine-tailed cat demon in the world who has been cultivating for thousands of years. However, the cat has a rough life and is forced to disguise himself as a mortal and worship in the immortal gate. My master, Feng Yiheng, was originally my senior brother Xiao Ji. He was aloof and aloof, and was the proud son of heaven in the sect. But who would have thought that he was actually a sect ancestor who was pretending to be young. Master's body always smells delicious, but everyone says they have never smelled it. But what could go wrong with a cat's nose? It wasn't until my master and I went down the mountain to practice that I finally had the opportunity to look for my lost tail. As a result, he fell into the trap of his mortal enemy and was tortured to the point of death. He came on the moon, his sword light swept away, and he protected me behind him. I woke up and fled in a hurry, fearing that my identity would be exposed and disturb his peace. But I was intercepted by him, and his cool breath imprisoned me in his arms. He wrapped his fingers around my lost tail and said in a hoarse voice: "Shen Yao, you have stolen my heart, where do you want to escape to?" In the aroma that represents peace of mind, I couldn't help but blurt out: "It would be nice to escape into your heart."