The Young master's fake bride and her lucky system-Chapter 274: A pair of odd cats

"It must be my new toothpaste, not only does it smell like apples but it tastes like them too. Do you want to see what it looks like? It’s not your usual ordinary brand, it’s special."

She attempted to get up but he grabbed her arm and pulled down on top of him.

Successfully, he managed to catch her off-guard and she gasped. She raised her head slowly and looked at him. Her eyes widened and blinked in confusion a few times. She bit her bottom lip innocently.

To him that lip bite was the same as an invitation.

"I am not interested in your toothpaste." His right hand thumb touched the corner of her mouth.

"Mmm, I..."

He cut off whatever she wanted to say with his mouth abruptly. He buried one of his hands in her hair and another held on to her waist, pushing her body onto his with force. His tongue pried her mouth apart eagerly and at the slightest parting of her lips, he slipped inside and took complete control. She shivered rather quickly, and put her hands around his neck.

Meow.

The very loud and unhappy complaint from their cat forced them to separate. As it turned out, Majesty, her cat was not satisfied with the portion of food which he had been given.

"Alix, give me some of that pizza." He demanded.

He was sitting by the pizza boxes, looking at them with a lot of desire is his eyes. The meowing had yet to end as he kept saying hurry up, I am hungry.

"Okay, okay, your highness. I am coming, hold your horses." She retrieved her hands which had gone around Caishen’s neck and went to attend to the needs of her cat.

Before she could fully get up, Caishen pulled her back gently and she landed on his chest. "We will continue this later."

"I can’t wait." She whispered.

On a whim, she kissed his lips lightly and then got up because more meows were coming from her cat. He had lowered his cries, sounding like a weak little kitten that was dying of starvation. He had even successfully recruited baby because the other cat had joined in. She was sniffing around the pizza boxes, curious about what was making Majesty so interested.

The cat got up and tapped the top box with its paw. "I am not a horse Alix, hurry."

She hurried indeed, pinching one slice of pizza into smaller bites that a cat could easily eat and then she gave it to the cats.

She even added an extra whole slice and told Majesty, "If you want more, do the work yourself."

"Is pizza good for cats?" Caishen looked on curiously. ’Maybe we should ask a vet before feeding them something that might make them sick."

"Don’t worry; these are not your ordinary everyday cats." She looked down at her sweater and noticed that she had stained it. "Aah, I am going to need to change out of this outfit first. Give me minute, I will be back."

While she darted away quickly to change, he looked at the cats that were eating the pizza with relish and he recalled the few occasions when he had seen them eating fruits. Now that he thought about it, these cats seemed to eat everything and never fell ill. More than once, he had also seen them eating sweets and deserts with Alix.

He put a hand on his chin as he wondered if this was normal cat behavior or it was specific to these cats.

"But, how can a cat that somehow sniffs out poison and pick out good stocks be normal?" he mumbled the question to himself. Suddenly he realized that he was the crazy one for thinking of them as normal cats all this time. freёnovelkiss.com

Why did he think they were normal? Come to think of it, he had noticed a few abnormal things at home too but he always brushed them off.

"I am back." His wife breezed back into the room and she announced loudly.

She sat down next to him, and then casually reached over him to get her phone which he had placed by his side. Her breasts rubbed against his chest as she moved around unnecessarily as if she was struggling with the phone.

It was deliberate, he figured. She was back to her old ways of seducing him at every chance that she got. He groaned and grabbed her waist.

"Stop it." He croaked out. His voice was deeper and labored.

"Stop what?" she laughed pretentiously.

"You know what." he murmured softly with one hand massaging her back.

She had changed into a lighter sweater, and when she stretched her hands, her breasts strained against it, he noticed. His hand, of it’s own accord stealthily found it’s way inside her sweater, touching her skin.

The feel of her smooth skin, her breasts pressed against his chest and the breathy sounds as she took deep breaths were all indicators of her desire, and his because he wasn’t any different.

He gulped and pulled his hand out of her sweater. He took deep breaths to control himself and clenched his hands by his sides to stop himself from touching her. In his mind, he commanded his pulse to slow down. As much as he wanted so desperately to lay her down right there and have his way with her, there was a serious conversation that they needed to have.

She lifted herself slowly, and looked at him with dazed eyes. As she took in short shallow breaths, she wondered at which point things had gone wrong. What prompted him to stop?

He put his hands on her waist and she smirked, figuring that his promise for their kissing and touching session to continue would be fulfilled now. Instead, he sat her down gently .

"I have something to talk to you about." he said seriously.

"Oh-oh." She arranged her body and sat with her legs crossed in front. It was never a good thing when someone said they had something to talk about, especially in such an earnest voice. "What is it? Don’t take the long way, just cut straight to the chase."

She didn’t like such conversations, they caused her heart to race and made her stomach turn. The words had yet to come out of his mouth and already she was feeling ill.

He nodded and cut out the long speech he had prepared in his mind to explain the background of professor He and all the advantages of talking to her. Since it would be her choice, he went directly to the point as she desired.

"How would you feel about talking to a psychologist?"

"What?" she responded.

She was astounded a bit because it was not quite what she was expecting. Her mind, for five terrible seconds had gone to a dark corner where he told her that their marriage was over.

"A psychologist, I requested for the services of one for you but it’s ultimately your choice whether you will be making use of her or not. I just figured that with everything you incurred at a younger age...."

She threw herself into his arms and effectively cut off his speech.