Chapter 236: The Male Lead Raises a Cat (53)

When Jiang Yiran came out of the bathroom, he had already prepared the meal. Upon hearing movement, he looked up in her direction and, noticing the girl’s still damp hair, calmly said, “Dry your hair.”

Shen Mubai acknowledged with an “oh” and watched as he approached, then took her hand and led her upstairs to the bedroom.

Jiang Yiran dried her hair with a blow dryer, and as his slender fingers gently passed through her hair, there seemed to be a tired yet tender intimacy. Under his slightly lowered eyelids was a handsome and gentle face.

Shen Mubai felt as if she had returned to the time when she was in cat form, feeling comfortable and reassured. She somewhat hazily thought that the cat owner was becoming more and more gentle and considerate.

At that moment, Jiang Yiran suddenly spoke, “Will you always be like this from now on?”

Shen Mubai was taken aback, looking at his unreadable face. After hesitating for a moment, she shook her head.

Jiang Yiran didn’t say anything more, as if it were just a casual question.

Shen Mubai discreetly glanced at his expression, relieved when she saw no signs of displeasure.

She thought to herself that perhaps, to the cat owner, it didn’t matter whether she was a cat or a human.

After dinner, Shen Mubai suddenly remembered something important: where she would sleep tonight.

Glancing at the male lead, who was still reading, she hesitated to speak.

As if sensing her gaze, Jiang Yiran looked up and asked, “What’s wrong?”

Shen Mubai bit her lip and tentatively asked, “Should I sleep on the tatami tonight?”

Jiang Yiran calmly turned a page of his book, his gaze fixed on the contents, and said, “Aren’t we in a relationship of master and pet?”

Shen Mubai blinks in confusion. Could it be that she had misunderstood something?

Staring into her round cat-like eyes, the girl sitting on the sofa looked small and cute. Jiang Yiran closed the book, his gaze falling on her surprised and puzzled face. He said calmly, “Just as before.”

Shen Mubai looked at the cat owner’s clear and indifferent gaze, which treated her like a beloved pet, and suddenly felt foolish for being alarmed. She felt ashamed of her silly thoughts about their relationship.

That night, the two of them slept together.

Of course, Shen Mubai, who wasn’t in cat form, was still quite shy and didn’t cuddle up to the cat owner. Instead, she turned away from him, whispered goodnight, and quickly closed her eyes.

The atmosphere in the room was inexplicably ambiguous.

Jiang Yiran reached out to touch her soft hair and said, “Goodnight, Xiaobai.”

His cool voice carried a hint of tender affection, and coupled with his deliberately lowered tone, it became even more alluring.

Shen Mubai, half asleep, thought that the cat owner had been exceptionally gentle lately. Unable to stifle a yawn, she drifted off to sleep.

After the person beside her breathed evenly, Jiang Yiran embraced her, gently brushing against her nose and softly saying, “If you were this defenseless in front of others, I might just keep you locked away forever…”

Though his voice remained cold and indifferent, all the emotions he usually restrained burst out at that moment, overwhelming with possessiveness.