He accidentally bumped into the witch while flying on his sword.

"I don't know much about this, but the weather is getting colder now, and winter is just around the corner. You should wear this thicker one."

After comparing the feel of several pairs of black stockings, he chose a pair that felt thicker.

"I'll listen to you." She took the stockings from Chen Shun and gathered them into a ball.

In front of Chen Shun, she gently lifted her two calves and pulled the cuffs of her stockings over her toes.

Because she didn't wear it often, Yunyi's movements seemed a bit clumsy.

Her fair, delicate toes, like crystal grapes, twitched, and she accidentally pulled her trousers up between her toes again.

Chen Shun, whose mind was wandering, originally wanted to pretend he wasn't craving food by looking at his phone.

But his eyes just couldn't help looking at her smooth feet.

"Stop looking, why don't you come and help me?"

She used her toes to cover the top of her stockings and held them up in front of Chen Shun.

Her black stockings were half-undone, hanging from her toes, making her look quite...sexy.

He glanced down at the little witch and saw her lying flat on the bed, looking at him with a sly expression.

Even though her own cheeks were already flushed.

She was clearly suppressing her shame, yet she still made him help her put on the pantyhose.

Chen Shun swallowed hard and gently cupped her rounded heels.

He sat there, observing the little witch's reaction.

Although there was an urge to break free from her grasp, it was just a natural reaction of the little witch's body.

Judging from her expression, she showed no signs of wanting to resist.

He didn't choose to comply with her wishes and put the pantyhose on her.

Now that I have the feet, the first thing to do is naturally... scratch them.

But as he continued scratching, Chen Shun blushed and put the little witch's legs down.

Because with just a little effort, the little witch's legs would straighten, and she would curl up on the blanket, twisting her waist back and forth.

That would be fine, but the main problem is... some strange syllables will leak out of the little witch's nasal cavity.

It made both of them...unable to control themselves.

"Stop scratching me..." she pleaded, her face flushed and her breath hot.

Both of them looked away.

Even the air seemed to be gradually turning pink.

This was the first time Chen Shun had put stockings on the little witch. Although he had never eaten pork, he had seen pigs run.

I already know she's wearing pantyhose on her toes; all I need to do now is slowly pull them up along her thighs.

Two completely different sensations filled Chen Shun's fingertips.

The parts that haven't been pulled up yet are soft and tender, while the parts already covered by pantyhose are delicate.

But they all have one thing in common: they are smooth.

"Turn around, I can manage the rest myself." In the end, she backed down.

After all, these are pantyhose, not over-the-knee socks.

But it needs to be worn up to the hip bone.

If he were present, such an action would surely have caused him to see things he shouldn't have.

Chen Shun nodded with a hint of regret, then turned and walked out of the house.

Yun Yi then sat up and looked at the pantyhose that were already halfway up her calves.

I feel like this situation is... a bit strange.

If someone else weren't aware they were wearing pantyhose, they'd probably think they'd just taken them off...

Perhaps they still think Chen Shun just did something to them...

That's so weird.

Yun Yi jumped off the bed, pulled up her pantyhose, carefully straightened her clothes, and after confirming that there was nothing amiss, followed Chen Shun out of the room.

"Why does it smell so bad..." Yun Yi sniffed himself, but he didn't smell anything...

As soon as they stepped outside, they saw Chen Shun grabbing Pang Hu by the neck, pointing at it and cursing at it.

Yun Yi immediately stepped forward and rescued Pang Hu from his grasp.

He held her tenderly in his arms and complained:

Why are you yelling at Fat Tiger!?

Like protecting her own cub, the little witch held Gian in her arms, comforting him.

He then bared his teeth at Chen Shun.

In Chen Shun's view, Yun Yi might have a natural talent for protecting his own.

If the two of them have a child in the future, the baby will definitely not suffer any losses.

"It stole your steamed bun!"

Chen Shun pointed helplessly to the meat bun on the ground, which had been half-eaten and had the other half lying to the side, suffering a tragic "dismemberment".

Upon witnessing such a magnificent scene, Yun Yi's brows twitched involuntarily.

The domineering protectiveness he had just displayed seemed to deflate somewhat.

"It's just a steamed bun, what's wrong with letting Fatty Tiger eat one? I can get full just by eating one!" she continued to defend Fatty Tiger.

Chen Shun stared at her with a complicated expression, then silently pointed behind him.

A whole meat bun and a fried dough stick lay quietly on the floor.

Most of the cup of soy milk was spilled on the ground.

Yun Yi's lips twitched, and he stuffed the fat tiger in his arms into Chen Shun's hands.

"Beat it up! Don't hold back, beat it hard!"

Fat Tiger meowed pitifully and nudged Chen Shun's arm with its big head.

“That’s not all.” Chen Shun pointed to a dark corner again.

There was a lump of something on the floor that I couldn't tell what it was.

Yun Yi walked over cautiously and bent down slightly.

Immediately, a pungent smell rushed into her nostrils.

"yue!"

She gagged, almost sticking her tongue out.

By shining the light from her phone, she could see the yellow poop.

Without a doubt, it must have been Gian who pulled it.

No wonder I smelled a foul odor when I stepped out of the house!

Why does Gian's poop smell so bad?

Although we bought it a litter box, it seems to still maintain the habit it had when it was in the grass at school.

Now, not only Chen Shun, but even she wanted to beat up Pang Hu.

Seemingly sensing that something was off, Fat Tiger timidly shrank his head, and his meows became even more affected.

Trying to get away with being cute.

Otherwise, they might face an unprecedented doubles beating from the couple.

"Chen Shun, don't hit it with your hands, let me do it." Yun Yi silently picked up the broom he used for flying from beside him.

She stepped forward, grabbed Fat Tiger by the neck, pinned him to the sofa, pointed at him with the broom handle, and angrily scolded:

"From now on, you're not allowed to poop outside the litter box, understand?"

Meow, meow meow.

Fat Tiger's paws were wrapped around Yun Yi's fair and slender arm, his face full of wisdom.

It doesn't look very smart; I wonder which owner it took after.

Seeing that it wouldn't listen to reason, Yunyi had no choice but to work with Chen Shun to start training it to use the toilet.

He even went to the litter box himself and gave a demonstration.

I don't know if Fat Tiger understood it or not.

Judging from its silly look, it probably doesn't understand.

"Yunyi, do you still want breakfast? Or should I make you something?"

"Ugh... never mind, I have absolutely no appetite right now."

Fat Tiger huddled to the side: Meow, meow.

===Chapter 212 Don't Do Any Strange Things in Front of My Photo

Yunyi had thought that life with a cat would be about using it as a pillow and cuddling it all day long, but now she realized that there is always such a big gap between ideals and reality.

If I want to use Fat Tiger's pillow as a pillow, it will run away, and now I have to clean up its poop and its bottom.

Yunyi picked up Panghu, opened a pack of wet wipes, and wrinkled her nose as she wiped Panghu's bottom.

"Why do cats, who are so cute, still need to poop?" she wondered.

I wish it could learn to use the toilet.

Chen Shun rolled his eyes at her speechlessly.

"You're so cute, why do you need to poop too?"

How do you know I'm cute?