Chapter 60: Cat Girl
After a long while, Lin Xiaoxiao’s body went limp, and she glared at the man leaning over her, gritting her teeth. “You… you’re such a pervert…”
Zhou Ting lifted his head, savoring the moment. “Your yogurt’s pretty good, little one.”
Her face flushed, leaving her speechless. She quickly covered herself with her hands to hide her exposed allure.
He continued, “Now, will you put on the gift I sent? Or should I keep biting?”
Her body trembled, and she shook her head frantically. “N-no, I’ll wear it…”
Seeing her finally comply, he elegantly wiped his mouth with a tissue, having just enjoyed a “feast.”
But then, he made an even bolder demand. “Since you’re being good, change here. Let your master see if you’ve gained weight.”
She froze, protesting, “No way…”
Though she had no secrets left before him, this was too humiliating…
But Zhou Ting wanted to shatter her sense of shame. Only then could she let go completely in the future.
His goal was to mold her into a captivating, seductive vixen.
He stood, pressing her shoulder with one hand while untying the belt binding her wrists with the other, his tone firm yet undeniable. “Hurry, or the food’ll get cold.”
Biting her lip, her wide eyes filled with aggrieved charm, she looked irresistibly pitiful.
But under his commanding gaze, she pouted, resentfully standing and heading to the corner where the delivery box sat.
Faced with the array of delicate clothes and accessories, she felt lost, unsure where to start.
Glancing at him, his appreciative stare making her eyes even more pleading, she stood helplessly.
He chuckled, shaking his head. “What am I gonna do with you?”
Pretending to adjust nonexistent glasses, he stepped forward, taking the clothes from her. “I’ll help you. Can’t even do this—how clumsy…”
Feeling his wandering hands, her body quivered, a mix of shame and indignation rising. Why should she know how to wear this? And why was he so skilled?
Of course, Zhou Ting’s expertise came not just from being a man but from studying the “guide” beforehand…
Soon, he placed a fluffy cat-ear headband on her, completing the catgirl outfit.
Her off-shoulder hair framed the fluffy ears, her stunning face flushed with embarrassment.
Below her neck, wine-red ropes hugged her delicate collarbone, extending into woven silver chains dangling to her chest.
The unique skirt outlined her shoulders and waist, leaving her flawless, jade-like back exposed.
The cut was daringly low, reaching her slim waist, revealing smooth, creamy skin and a curvaceous figure.
Her long legs were encased in black stockings, her skin glowing taut and translucent beneath.
Her hands and feet were adorned with cat-paw accessories—cute but useless for holding anything.
Staring at the captivating beauty before him, Zhou Ting’s gaze heated, his hands growing restless.
Feeling his rough touch, she trembled, whispering, “How long do I have to wear this…”
In this outfit, she felt nearly naked—so humiliating…
He hooked her waist, chuckling. “This is just the start, little one. You’re keeping it on all night.”
Her face fell, ready to protest, but he didn’t give her a chance, leaning in to kiss her tender lips, prying them open to claim her.
“Mmph…” By now, she wasn’t as resistant to his forceful kisses, though she still struggled to breathe.
But then she remembered he’d just bitten her there…
The thought made her squirm. Did her mouth taste weird now?
Sensing her struggle, he clicked his tongue, lifting her chin. “What, you used to complain about me, and now you’re grossed out by yourself?”
She froze, wanting to explain but unsure how, finally muttering, “I’m not… it’s just… unsanitary…”
He didn’t let her finish, kissing her again.
Helpless, she let him pass her own breath back to her…
After a long moment, their lips parted.
Looking at her misty, spring-like eyes, he scooped her up, whispering, “Let’s brush your teeth.”
She blinked, surprised by his sudden consideration, but happy to comply, offering no resistance.
After brushing, he cupped her face, frowning slightly. “Got any makeup?”
Her heart skipped, cautious. “W-what for?”
“To make you an even more tempting kitten.”
She balked, still resistant to cosmetics. “Can we skip it? This is… fine already…”
Her soft, pleading tone sounded like a kitten’s mewl.
He shook his head, patting her. “Be good.”
“Once we’re done, we’ll add the tail. A kitten needs a tail, right?”
Her body jolted, fear flashing in her eyes. She’d forgotten the tail—the part she dreaded most. “No, I don’t want the tail…”
He just picked her up, nibbling her earlobe. “Not up to you, little one.”
Carrying her to her bedroom, he eyed the black-stockinged catgirl, selecting a bold red lipstick and starting to enhance her eyes with liner…
Feeling the tickle at her eyes, she asked curiously, “Zhou Ting, you know how to do makeup?”
She barely knew the basics, though she was learning to look prettier, to…
Watching her grow even more alluring under his touch, he said calmly, “Zhou Yang’s mom used to complain I couldn’t do her makeup, so she taught me a bit. I’m rusty now.”
Her heart sank, and she fell silent.
Though it was a casual remark, she felt a surprising twinge of displeasure…