Bigshot's Sweetie Is a Cat!-Chapter 532 Except for his little princess, this boy sleeps the best

It wasn’t just because he was a germaphobe and couldn’t accept sharing a bed with another man, he had lived for over a thousand years and had never shared a bed with anyone before.

Even though he was just a cat now.

Kid, if you were a pretty girl, I’d definitely make you take responsibility, but unfortunately, you’re not~

Feng Liyan was in pain from the wounds on his body; even a tiny movement felt life-threatening, let alone turning over or turning his head.

So now Feng Liyan either had his eyes closed or was staring at the white robe’s face until dawn.

Feng Liyan uninterestingly chose the former.

But after lying there with his eyes closed for several dozen minutes, Feng Liyan still felt no drowsiness at all.

Even though he had been running around for the past few days and was dead tired, the pain from his injuries still kept him from sleeping.

And this kid’s sleeping habits, too—without any semblance of a peaceful sleep. If he weren’t so small right now, this kid’s rolling around would definitely have squashed him.

Look, he’s even rolled to the foot of the bed now...

Having lived for so many years, besides his little princess, he hadn’t yet seen anyone who could roll around the entire bed in one night...

As Feng Liyan lay on the bed lost in thought, it wasn’t long before the white robe rolled back again, his face so close that his breath sprayed onto Feng Liyan’s face.

"..."

Feng Liyan really felt like kicking someone.

He thought about enduring it for two minutes; in two minutes, the kid would roll away on his own.

However, half an hour passed, and the white robe got heavier in his sleep and also slept more quietly, although still inelegantly, but he didn’t roll away.

Feng Liyan held his breath and closed his eyes.

Out of sight, out of mind.

But as soon as he felt the breath of the white robe on his face, Feng Liyan became frantically disgusted.

Dirty!

Feng Liyan didn’t know how he fell asleep, but he didn’t wait for the white robe’s drunken man to come and check his wounds.

United Kingdom—

When Gu Yao opened her eyes again, she was already in the United Kingdom.

She had actually slept all the way through. Apart from the few times she had cried herself to sleep, she rarely slept so deeply, especially... next to Gu Sheng.

Gu Yao felt something, paused for two seconds, then immediately sat up straight, looking at Gu Sheng beside her, who had been leaning on her shoulder all the way, with fearful and strange eyes.

"Awake?"

Gu Sheng looked toward the somewhat frightened and uneasy Gu Yao, his tone gentle, the corners of his mouth carrying a faint smile, and even his eyes no longer carried their usual indifference.

The indifference he used to show towards Gu Yao wasn’t completely an act; it was actually filled with too much hope and anger.

He had left one of her soul fragments in the Netherworld; her incomplete soul caused her memory loss.

Yet, she still remembered her father, her mother, her grandfather, her elder brother, and she even remembered that she liked to draw, liked to eat fish, but she just couldn’t remember him.

A year of unhappiness, those past ten-plus years of affection, could they really be negated just like that?

The good him, the bad him, she had forgotten all of it.

The only thing he was thankful for was that she had also forgotten Shangguan Yu, forgotten that she liked AD calcium milk, forgotten that she liked cartoons... This balanced his feelings somewhat.

But it still hurt, because he couldn’t believe that nearly twenty years of companionship with her could not outweigh Shangguan Yu.

So he was angry, he was disappointed, and sometimes his indifference toward her wasn’t feigned, but genuinely due to anger.

But none of that mattered anymore, he would never look at her with that kind of gaze again.

The tone of Gu Sheng’s speech, his gaze, and the smile on his lips frightened Gu Yao.

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