Chapter 1792
Pet King
Translator: 549690339
Seeing the two empty plates, the female netizen was dumbfounded. There was so much cat food, but it was all gone. Furthermore, it looked as if it had not had enough. Could it be that this orange cat also had an extradimensional belly?
Big orange didnât fight for food, but it cherished it. After eating the cat food on the plate, it licked the bottom of the plate, even the crumbs. Then, it sat cross-legged and began to wash its face, lick its fur, and clean its appearance with saliva.
She found it interesting to see it struggling to lift one leg and fight against its stomach to clean its anus. She couldnât help but laugh and said,ââWhatâs the name of this orange cat?â
âItâs called big orange. â Zhang Zian replied,âif you think itâs too ordinary, you can also call it commander orange. It likes to be called that.â
âCommander ⦠Commander ju?â She was stunned. It was the first time she had seen a cat with such a name. It didnât sound like a name, but more like a job.
Big orange seemed to have heard her. It raised its head and glanced at her, then continued to lick its fur.
âWhat about it?â She then looked at Vladimir, who had not moved much.
âItâs called Vladimir. â
What a weird name. Is it a foreign cat? Or is the owner a foreigner?
âIs it an English Shorthair?â She asked.
âNo, itâs not a pure Russia Blue cat. Itâs easy to mix up a British Shorthair and Russian Blue. You can tell just by looking at their body sizes. To make it even simpler, you can look at their eyes. The former is bronze and the latter is green, just like Tom in cat and mouse.â
âThey seem quite rare. Are they cats you borrowed from your friend?â She asked again.
âI guess so.â Zhang Zian said vaguely,âyou donât have to worry about this. This er LAN just came here on the way and has to leave in a while. However, commander orange can stay with you for a while. At least he will help you to control this evil cat.â
A netizen laughed,[the store manager has activated the classic skill],[making friends out of nothing!] Every time he gets a cat, dog, or bird, he says he got it from a friend, but Iâve never seen his friend!â
âI also want a friend like this!â
This wasnât wrong. For example, Richard, Fati, famous, and Vladimir were all using this excuse to stall the netizens. Once or twice, the netizens would believe it, but later, the netizens would only be left with the same excuse.
Zhang Zian ignored them, because there was no way to explain this. The more he explained, the more unclear it would be. He continued to say to her,ââIf you see big orange opening the door, let it out temporarily. When it comes back, it will open the door again, and you just have to open it.â
âOh.â She agreed in a daze.
Big orange was the commander in charge of the eastern war zone. He couldnât let his guard down during this special period. He had to be on guard against the counterattack of the stray dog Army led by little white. Therefore, he had to go out sometimes to do things and couldnât spend all his time here.
At this moment, big orange, who was licking its fur, seemed to have heard something. Its ears shook, and it tiptoed to the door of the toilet. It paused for a moment, then suddenly jumped in.
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Shrill screams came from the toilet, and the sound of things being knocked over. It sounded like big orange and the evil cat were fighting again.
Two or three seconds later, the evil cat jumped out of the toilet and shrank into the corner of the room, lying on the ground and shivering.
Big orange walked out of the toilet as if nothing had happened and continued to lick its fur.
The two of them looked at each other. It was not convenient for Zhang Zian to enter the toilet of a girl who lived alone, so she went in to take a look herself.
âIt seemed to have peed on the floor of the toilet just now â¦â She came out with a wet tissue in her hand and said to him. Then she went back to the bathroom and flushed the tissue down the toilet.
The fur on the evil catâs body was a little wet. It seemed that it had been beaten up by big orange halfway through its pee, and the other half had peed on itself.
In addition to the bottom of the sofa, there were many dark and hidden places in the room, such as the toilet. The evil cat wanted to use the human toilet as its own toilet, but it was stopped by big orange in time.
Zhang Zian ate a few oranges, squeezed out the juice from the orange peel, and splashed it on the floor under the sofa. He also squeezed it at the door of the toilet to form a smell blockade.
âDo you want to squeeze some orange peel juice out of your bedroom?â He asked.
âI donât think so. My bedroom door is usually closed ⦠I wouldnât dare to leave it open â¦â She pointed to a closed door with a bitter smile. The outside of the door was covered in scratch marks left by the catâs claws.
At her worst, she was afraid that this evil cat would sneak into her bedroom in the middle of the night and kill her. She had really had such a nightmare. Although her rationality told her that it wouldnât be able to kill her, it could easily scratch her face while she was sleeping. Therefore, regardless of whether she was in the bedroom or not, the bedroom door was always closed. The bedroom was her Pure Land in this family. At night, after tidying up, she would hide in the bedroom, watch books and dramas, and suck on other peopleâs cats. It was as if she had a tyrannical roommate who didnât have to pay rent and always threw rubbish in the house.
She had complained to her friends about this matter, and they all advised her to throw the cat away or find someone else to adopt it. However, she was a lazy person and procrastinated a little. Every morning when she woke up, she would see the mess outside her bedroom and made up her mind to throw it away today. When she got home from work at night, after she was done with her work, she was too lazy to move. She thought that since she had been through so many days, one more day wouldnât make a difference. She would wait until tomorrow or the weekend.
In fact, she had analyzed herself and felt that she might have a little masochism or masochism tendency, or perhaps it was the kind of weak personality that would submit to adversity.
Just like that, she had unknowingly spent more than half a year with it.
She and Zhang Zian were both wearing masks, and she was also wearing glasses, so most of her face was covered. They were like strangers, so she didnât hide anything and just said what she wanted to say.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
After Zhang Zian heard this, he comforted her,ââActually, you donât have to feel embarrassed. Many people have encountered such situations. For example, when you share an apartment with someone else, some people donât know what theyâre doing. They use your shampoo, makeup, eat your snacks, and even wear your clothes when they think your clothes are good and high-class. They donât wash the pots and bowls after eating, never clean the public area, or pee out of the toilet ⦠Arenât such roommates very similar to this evil cat? Itâs clearly a home for two people, but heâs occupying it all by himself, and he still thinks itâs a matter of course. â
âMost of the victims would choose to bear with it and clean up the mess for their roommates. They would think that they should just bear with it until the rent expired, and then either he or I would leave. What if this evil cat suddenly knew how to be grateful? Iâve always had such a lucky thought in my heart. â