Short-tempered, tsundere cat vs. cold-blooded tyrant who is gentle only with the cat
The cat transmigrated from a wild tabby with off-the-charts fighting skills into a palm-sized orange kitten.
The cat's new owner was a frail scholar from a poor family.
The scholar was very obedient. Even when the cat was mean to him, he still cuddled it to sleep and fanned it. When the cat was in a good mood, it rewarded him by snuggling up to him.
But the scholar was busy and had no time for the cat, so the cat picked out someone new to serve it.
That very night, the scholar rushed over and took the cat back.
The cat thought he seemed unable to live without it. How pitiful.
Who knew that even after he got the cat, he would still cuddle someone else to sleep?
The cat looked at the alluring homewrecker lying in the scholar's bed in the bronze mirror beside it and cursed furiously. "Meow, meow, meow, meow..."
"This vixen is..."
"Baby." The scholar pinched the soft flesh at its waist and smiled fondly. "Why are you cursing yourself?"
Good news: The cat could take human form now, and it was pregnant.
Bad news: People kept spreading rumors that its husband was a tyrant.
The cat didn't believe them.
How could its sweet, sickly husband, who didn't even have the strength to kill a chicken and couldn't satisfy it in bed, possibly be a tyrant?
How could a tyrant be that handsome?
How could a tyrant curse himself every day?
Until the day of the Heaven-Worshipping Ceremony, when the tyrant, whose face was identical to its husband's, publicly had two people flayed.
The cat was so frightened that it fled with its baby.
A kind person took the cat in.
Two months later, the tyrant found the cat. His eyes red, he cornered it against the wall and disbelievingly touched its slightly swollen belly. Murderous intent appeared in his bloodshot eyes. "Come back with me, or I'll flay him."
Huh? The cat had only switched to someone else to take care of it. Why was the tyrant so worked up?
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A little scene:
Tyrant: "A Li, if you want to see the baby, you'd better behave."
Yan Li looked at the marks on his body, supporting his waist with a trembling hand, eyes glistening with tears. "B-but my waist feels like it's about to snap, boohoo."
The tyrant bent down and kissed his collarbone. "We've still got a long way to go."
Theme: Change yourself and start a new life.