manynovel Chapter 21 A Dog Smell
Chapter 21 A Dog Smell
Chapter 21 A Dog Smell
"Wow! It smells so good!"
A girl's melodious voice rang out, followed by a series of thumping footsteps.
Tangcao poked her little head out from the kitchen doorway, sniffing the air.
"What delicious food have you made this time, bro?"
"Didn't you clamor for bamboo shoots this morning? Have you forgotten already?" Tang Zijun said with a smile as she plated the stir-fried bamboo shoots with shredded pork.
"Hehe, I forgot."
Tang Cao stuck out her tongue, turned around, picked up her schoolbag, and walked towards her room.
After preparing the food, Tang Zijun reached out and opened the rice cooker. The moment the lid of the rice cooker automatically opened, a large plume of white steam rushed out, making the kitchen appear somewhat blurry.
However, Tang Zijun's attention was not on that; he merely glanced discreetly in the direction of the living room.
If I'm not mistaken, the white cat is right now on the sofa in my living room.
It looks like my sister is planning to bring her mascot home and raise it.
"Little Grass, did anything interesting happen at school today?" Tang Zijun asked casually, turning her gaze away from the school.
"Same as before~"
Tangcao's voice came from her bedroom.
"Studying, attending classes, gossiping, it's the same every day. School is so boring, games are much more fun."
"All you do is play games all day. Are games really that fun?"
"I told you so, there are always games to play. The best game is always the next one. There will be plenty of fun games waiting for you in the future."
Before Tang Zijun could finish speaking, Tang Cao came running out.
"Here we go again, bro, why are you so nagging, just like Mom?"
Tang Zijun just smiled helplessly. "You have to understand, school is the best way for you to expand your social circle in your life. After you graduate, your social circle will only get smaller and smaller."
"Brother, you can't force me to make friends at school just because you haven't made any yourself," Tang Cao said sweetly as she shuffled into the kitchen, arms crossed.
Tangcao bought a large size of slippers, which always made her feet look small when she wore them.
Hearing her words, Tang Zijun scooped a bowl of rice and handed it to her. "Do you know who the most amazing person I've ever known is?"
"Who is it?" Tang Cao asked curiously as she took the bowl.
"He was my university professor back then."
Tang Zijun answered, serving herself another bowl of rice, and continued.
"You can't imagine how high my teachers' academic level and social status are. They are all titans in their respective fields. In fact, they are only in school. In society, I wouldn't even have the right to communicate with them."
"Tch~ In the end, it's just that you're too lazy, bro." Tang Cao snorted, then poked Tang Zijun with his index finger. "Besides, this is your college experience, what does it have to do with my high school life?"
"If you don't study hard in high school, how will you get into a good university?" Tang Zijun placed the bowl and plate in Tang Cao's hands and flicked her forehead with her finger.
"You're the one who doesn't study properly!"
Tang Cao made a face, turned around and ran away with a thud.
Watching her leave, Tang Zijun shook her head helplessly, then turned and put the pot into the sink to rinse it.
Tang Zijun doesn't actually like cooking very much; he hates the fumes produced when cooking.
This symptom is generally known as cooking oil fume syndrome, also called "oil intoxication." Simply put, it means that when you smell cooking oil fumes, your body will unconsciously lose its appetite.
This reaction was even more severe for Tang Zijun, who was already extremely sensitive to smells. However, it was precisely because of Tang Zijun's sensitivity to smells that the food she cooked was even more delicious.
Tang Zijun has a strong control over the heat. He can tell whether food is raw or cooked just by its smell, and he knows when to stir-fry and season it most appropriately.
When Tang Zijun finished washing the pot and came out, Tang Cao was already holding a bowl and starting to eat.
With her little mouth stuffed full, Tangcao looked like a squirrel, her cheeks puffed out and twitching.
"Have you washed your hands?" Tang Zijun asked casually while wiping her hands with a towel.
"I'll wash it as soon as I get back."
Because there was a lot of food in her mouth, Tangcao's voice was unclear.
At this moment, Tang Zijun's gaze also fell on the pure white kitten on the sofa.
But before he could ask a question, the kitten jumped up the moment it saw Tang Zijun, darted behind the sofa, and even its fur stood on end.
The sudden turn of events caught the two people present completely off guard.
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Tang Cao hadn't figured out how to introduce the cat to her brother yet. She wasn't sure if her brother would be willing to take her in, since strictly speaking, the current owner of the house was Tang Zijun.
Tang Zijun's expression also changed slightly, and her brows furrowed unconsciously.
Have we been discovered?
Ever since she learned that these so-called "spirit beasts" were quite sensitive to energy, Tang Zijun had been very careful.
Although he used to be quite extravagant when he took action, now that he knows about the existence of magical girls, it's hard to say whether they might come looking for him.
Seeing the white cat's strong reaction to her, Tang Zijun began to wonder if her transformation had caused the residual energy in her body to expose her.
On the other hand, the white cat was crouching behind the sofa, her tail looking like a feather duster. She cautiously poked her little head out, her eyes full of hostility as she sized up Tang Zijun.
Unlike the cautious Tang Zijun, the little white cat was no longer feeling apprehensive.
Why does this male human smell like a dog?
The atmosphere froze for a few seconds before Tang Zijun licked her lips and broke the silence.
"This is.?"
"Uh, this is a poor stray cat I met on my way home from school." Tang Cao quickly came up with the reason she had prepared beforehand. "Look how pitiful she is, bro, she's so tiny and already a stray."
"A stray cat?" Tang Zijun raised an eyebrow.
"Yes, yes," Tang Cao nodded repeatedly. "Look how shy she is, she's probably been abandoned by some owner. That family is just too cruel. Brother, how about we take her in?"
"Are you sure you didn't steal her from somewhere? Even if she was an abandoned stray cat, she's way too clean." Tang Zijun stared at Tang Cao suspiciously, asking the question knowing the answer already.
"Me, me."
Tang Cao opened her mouth, but she knew that the more she made up, the more mistakes she would make, so she simply lowered her head and whispered.
"Okay, I admit it, Xiaobai isn't a stray cat; I bought her from a pet store."
Before the words were even finished, the white cat, which had been quiet for a short while, bristled again.
"I already said 'Little White' can't even be called a name, you know?!"
(End of this chapter)