Sherry's existence is like an omnipresent gaze, as well as an indissoluble ghost.

Although the other party is a girl, Wang Xiaolei does not feel any chills even when being peeped at;

But being constantly watched by someone still doesn't feel comfortable...

"If I didn't have something to ask of you, I really wish we wouldn't meet a few times a year."

At the moment the final promise was made, Wang Xiaolei squinted his eyes and looked forward, not very happy.

Sherry, who was being stared at, licked her lips and raised the corner of her mouth to moisten them and stepped back:

"Xiaolei, are you getting tired? Very good! What I want to see most is the struggle on your face, the struggle between not being able to stand me and not being able to leave me."

After Sherry finished speaking, she turned around and disappeared into a corner of a small alley, her white figure covered by the shadow.

"That girl in the white clothes, there's a familiar impression about her;

Although I can't remember if she's a former faithful follower I once saw..."

Freya talked about Sherry, her clear eyes blinking, but firmly fixed on the sign of a snack shop across the street.

Because she saw the goddess in such a state, Wang Xiaolei didn't take the previous sentence to heart;

Now, Wang Xiaolei just thought that Freya was hungry and casually made up an excuse, with the purpose of treating himself.

"Okay, I'll fulfill your wish this time; we'll go see the new house next time, go eat to your heart's content today."

A money bag handed over by Ledux was thrown back to Freya later;

Maybe it was because in her mind, the concept of "a large amount of money" equaled "countless snacks";

This resulted in the emergence of a hint of gratitude in Freya's eyes when she looked at Wang Xiaolei for the first time after that.

"Xiaolei... So you finally came to your senses and decided to take care of me properly according to your goddess status?"

"You flatter me! Didn't I promise to buy you cream puffs a while ago? Because I've been busy, I'll compensate you all at once today."

Of course, buying a few boxes of cream puffs wouldn't cost that much money.

The extra expenses were considered as Wang Xiaolei's reward to Freya.

Although the goddess had no intention of claiming credit, Wang Xiaolei understood very well:

When the bishop mobilized the crusade to surround him, Freya hid in an inconspicuous corner with a bow and arrow, ready to assassinate the bishop.

Considering the circumstances at that time, Wang Xiaolei was in a rather dangerous situation;

And it was precisely in such a difficult time that Freya didn't make a run for it, but instead seriously intended to help.

Just based on that "loyal" performance, Wang Xiaolei should definitely commend Freya properly.

The so-called "reward" should be tailored to her taste!

To let the goddess feast in a favorite shop, this kind of reward is definitely quite thoughtful.

"Then I'll go on ahead, I'll be back before dinner... Oh, and!"

After walking a few steps, Freya remembered something and immediately turned back.

Out of uneasiness, she pointed her finger at the feminine face in front of her and seriously reminded:

"Xiaole, don't take the opportunity to abandon me. Don't make it so that after I am full, you join hands with that demon Wang and change the lock on the door."

"You're thinking too much. Do I look like that kind of dishonest person?"

"That's not good. In any case, until the day I officially return to the Divine Realm, Xiaole is not allowed to abandon me on the street like an abandoned little animal!"

Freya put aside her doubts only after receiving repeated assurances and innocently walked towards the snack shop.

After parting ways with her only companion, Wang Xiaole changed his route temporarily and headed towards the women's clothing store.

It's different now.

Until early this morning, Wang Xiaole was broke because he had supported his disciple, barely making ends meet.

But now it's different!

Due to today's tournament, which could be considered the "semi-finals" of the entire martial arts event, the rewards given by the organizers were quite generous.

Not to exaggerate:

The earnings from today's tournament alone were equivalent to the sum of the previous few days, instantly turning Wang Xiaole's fortunes around.

"Now that I've suddenly become rich, my funds are quite abundant. I can finally buy the women's clothing I want."

Naturally, the women's clothing he bought wasn't for himself, but rather for someone he intended to give it to...

An hour and a half later, Wang Xiaole returned to the inn he had been staying at for the past few days. When he opened the door, he saw an extraordinary scene:

Two "cats" were facing off in front of him, each on all fours, arching their backs towards each other.

The "big cat" had an expression of melting tenderness on its face, with ethereal petals swirling around, clearly in a state of happiness.

On the other hand, the "little cat" had a calm expression and didn't open its mouth, only forming a united front with the orange cat behind it, maintaining a vigilant stance.

Seeing this scene, Wang Xiaole walked over and squatted next to the "big cat," asking her, "Xia, are you imitating a feline animal? Or is this some kind of performance art?"

"Darling, you're back?"

Upon hearing her beloved's voice, the "big cat" Lucia shifted her attention and looked joyfully at him.

It was a good thing for a girl to be happy about her partner coming home, but Lucia was too happy to answer that question.

Since he couldn't get an answer from one side, Wang Xiaole turned his gaze towards the direction where the "little cat" was.

"Baimao, are you playing with big sister?"

"..."

"Alright, big brother asked the wrong person. Big brother will have to judge the answer himself."

The three words "big brother" were what Wang Xiaole called himself when talking to Baimao.

Strangely enough, Lucia didn't think much of this "strong gender hint" and didn't suspect that the person she liked was not a girl.

In Lucia's mind, it was just that Baimao was too young and didn't understand gender, which led to the misunderstanding of "big sister" as "big brother."

She believed that her beloved's self-designation was simply going along with the innocent child and didn't mean anything...

Back to the topic:

Through the scattered clothes on the floor, the boy's gaze, spread out before him, pierced through the dense mist and finally locked onto the "truth" ahead.

"Xia, you want to change Baimao's clothes, but he still guards against you..."

So you strike a pose like a cat, intending to get closer to the other person. Am I right?"

"Congratulations, dear, you got it right!"

Lucia relaxed her position on all fours and stood up, clapping her hands.

After being praised like this, Wang Xiaole, who was originally a bit proud, immediately felt the atmosphere becoming awkward.

A slight blush of embarrassment climbed up his cheeks like tree roots deep beneath the soil, lingering and not fading away.

"Meow, meow, meow!"

At this critical moment, the orange cat's meows successfully eased the subtle tension, giving Wang Xiaole the opportunity to cough:

"Cough, cough, dear, Big Sister means well; you should listen to her and be a good child."

Wang Xiaole used the same tone he used to coax his little sister before, trying to calm down the excited White Meow.

A person who can be trusted, speaking in a very gentle tone, naturally has an effect on White Meow.

For the sake of face, White Meow no longer resisted changing clothes in an unfamiliar place, but also proposed a condition for the exchange.

"......"

The little tail behind White Meow stood up and pointed to the clothes on the ground, then turned and pointed to the big brother in front.

Since they had just met, Wang Xiaole didn't really understand this unique language (White Meow language) and could only explore on the verge of entry by himself.

He made a simple analysis through gestures and then tried to guess:

"White Meow is willing to change clothes, but only if Big Brother changes first?"

Shake head, shake head.

"Then, it means you're asking Big Brother to wear women's clothing first, and then you'll change clothes?"

Shake head, shake head.

The fat orange cat behind White Meow was getting anxious.

If they could communicate, and on top of that, if they didn't have to maintain their cool temperament, the orange cat would definitely not be able to resist reminding their dear friend.

In the current situation, all the orange cat could do was raise its front paws;

This cat attempted to use practical actions to display various levels of difficulty with "sign language";

The purpose was to hope that their friend would suddenly "possess the cat god" and instantly understand the thoughts of felines.

If there really was a cat god in the world, it probably wouldn't come if there weren't any fish treats in hand;

Clearly, Wang Xiaole couldn't produce any fish treats, let alone rely on the help of the cat god. He could only rely on his own imagination to make guesses.

After being denied several times in a row, he vaguely understood White Meow's thoughts and asked the little girl in front of him:

"Are you asking Big Brother to help you change clothes?"

Nodding, nodding!

White Meow's thoughts were easy to understand.

Although White Meow was not spoiled and had a reasonable personality, she was still a princess no matter what;

Living in the palace all year round, receiving the attentive service of maids, she had indeed been spoiled.

An example can explain this:

For simple things like changing clothes, White Meow didn't know how to do it herself and had to rely on external help.

And the person helping her had to meet the basic requirement of "being trustworthy".

Since White Sister (Cai) had gone out for something, the only person in this room that White Meow could trust was her big brother.

Out of preciousness for her playmate (the orange cat), White Meow still trusted Wang Xiaole more, so she entrusted him with the important mission of changing clothes on the spot.

This exchange condition can be said to be just what I wanted.

Originally, Wang Xiaole was still worried:

How exactly should the new clothes he just bought from the roadside shop be delivered to BaiMiao?

Now, a perfect opportunity has unexpectedly presented itself!

"Since it is BaiMiao's strong request, I can't refuse you, big brother..."

Staring at his close friend with a suppressed smirk, and causing his twitching face, the orange cat had only one sigh in his heart:

Humans are indeed "tsundere" creatures, able to appear as if they are suffering while being full of joy.