Cute Cat Whispers

I changed my name to a cute one~ I drew the cover! I can't draw, so please bear with me ;) — Don't enter under control! ! Very offensive! ! The product of self-cut leg meat, please don't scold me if I write poorly (:) I emphasize again: favored attack, pseudo-powerful attack, very, very biased attack. There are many private facilities. Ps. Extras are welcome. — Probably: The big cat Sentinel who is very good at coquettishness and the catnip owner who is (not) good at petting cats From campus to society — "My mother named me Jiang Yan because she hoped that I could live like a mist and not be trapped by anyone." Jiang Yan said this to Catnip when they first met. He thought Nepeta's name was strange, but he liked the person named Catnip, and proudly decided that Catnip would be his new name. Nepeta himself had no complaints about this, because he had been looking for his cat for a long time until he found it now. — "I don't like others to influence me or control me, even if it's catnip, you can't do that." On the day she was with Nepeta, Jiang Yan made a solemn statement in front of the starry sky. Jingjie didn't think anything was wrong. In his eyes, Jiang Yan, as a big cat, should do whatever he wanted. Even he had no reason to let him stop. — "Woo..." Jiang Yan's eyes were red as the vines were arrogantly touching her body, and a teardrop was about to fall, but Jing Jie carefully licked it away. "Xiao Yan? Can I touch you now?" Jingjie's tone seemed to be asking Jiang Yan sincerely, but the vines he controlled continued to move without hesitation at all. "Wait..." Jiang Yan's tears rolled down more and more, and she couldn't even say a complete sentence. "Kitten, you are mine. Say you are mine," Jingjie wiped away Jiang Yan's tears with pity, "Xiaoyan, you cry so hard that my heart breaks." "Ah, I... I, um, I'm yours." It was just a few words, but it took Jiang Yan several times to finish. While he was sobbing intermittently, Jingjie carried him into the bathroom, pushed aside his sweaty hair, and kissed Jiang Yan's forehead. "Good boy, I love you." — Some demining: There are battle damage plots and plain stocks (XP explosion!) When you are called to attack your wife, it is better to be attacked than to be attacked. Attacking is really weak in bed. There may be women's clothing and other behaviors that are subject to unilateral clay sculpture attacks (but not too much, a little) My writing style is limited, so I try to take into account plot and emotion at the same time. Please don't scold me if I don't write well. — If you happen to have the same xp as me, please enjoy reading the article! (Tweets welcome) I wish you a happy day! (*^O^*) Copywriting2023.8.8 Purpose: I cut my own legs because I was about to starve to death.