November 11, Wednesday morning.
Zhou Li, half-asleep, felt a small creature continuously licking him, mainly his face, from his chin up to his forehead, then to his hair. The barbs on its tongue tugged painfully at his hair. Perhaps the little creature also found licking his hair uncomfortable, because it then stepped over his chest, switched sides, and resumed licking his face.
Thankfully, Lord Tuanzi was a Great Demon. Great Demons don't have bad breath; in fact, she even had a strangely pleasant fragrance.
"Mmm..."
Zhou Li finally woke up and raised his head to look at her.
Today, Tuanzi was a round, golden-gradient cat, with round eyes, a round head, and a round body. Her fluffy fur made her appear even plumper, lying on the bed like a little gourd. One look at her was enough to make anyone judge her by appearances, suspecting that this little creature might have some issues with her intelligence.
"Mmm, what are you doing, Lord Tuanzi?"
