Looking at the deranged system before him, Ye Feng quickly pulled up the panel. Sure enough, the "Rewards Received" section displayed the words "Already Used."
"What kind of nonsense is this?! So, I’m just a tool to you?"
Ye Feng couldn’t be bothered to argue with the system and instead focused on the items marked as "Already Used."
"Hmm... Huh?"
As his tone shifted, he noticed two items listed under "Used." One resembled a perfume bottle, while the other looked even stranger—a pair of cat ears.
Staring at the pink cat ears, Ye Feng shuddered inexplicably, a sense of foreboding creeping into his heart.
This... this can’t be right. Better check the descriptions first. This system’s probably trying to screw me over again.
Reacting swiftly, Ye Feng glanced behind him, ignoring the system as he turned and quietly cracked open the bathroom door to peek into the room. Only when he saw Xie Yuyan still peacefully lying on the bed did he let out a sigh of relief.
Maybe I’m overthinking it. But just to be safe, I should lock the door.
With that thought, Ye Feng quickly locked the bathroom door before turning his attention back to the system.
"Hmm... This perfume bottle thing is called ‘Love Potion’?!"
[Love Potion: Love is a magical thing. When affected by this potion, the target gains a buff called "Love." This buff greatly enhances the happiness of love, with effects intensifying the deeper the affection for the beloved.]
"Ha! Love Potion? Isn’t this just..."
Ye Feng trailed off, realizing this was yet another trap set by the system.
"Even though Yuyan’s already under the potion’s effect, she’s asleep right now. If I just wait it out, the effect should wear off, right?"
The thought made him smirk, proud of his own cleverness.
"Alright, next up... these cat ears..."
As Ye Feng’s gaze shifted to the pink cat ears, the item’s details appeared.
[Affectionate Cat Ears: The user will temporarily transform into a catgirl, with corresponding enhancements to physical abilities.]
"......"
Cat... catgirl? So, Yuyan’s turned into a catgirl now?!
Ye Feng’s mind conjured an image of Xie Yuyan with adorable cat ears atop her head, seductively crouched on the bed, licking the back of her hand.
"Pfft—"
A scorching heat surged through Ye Feng’s chest, and his hand involuntarily gripped the locked doorknob. But a fleeting shred of rationality snapped him back to his senses.
"No... no way! Even if Yuyan’s a catgirl now, I can’t open the door. Remember, she’s under the Love Potion’s effect. If I go out now, it’s like walking straight into a trap!"
Regaining his composure, Ye Feng quickly backed away from the door, afraid his desires would overpower his judgment.
But I can’t stay in the bathroom all night. I need to find a way out.
With that in mind, Ye Feng didn’t even bother grabbing his clothes from the basket. Instead, he snatched a towel from the hook, wrapped it around himself, and tiptoed to the door, pressing his ear against it.
"......"
Seems like Yuyan’s still asleep! This is my chance! If I sneak out now and find a spare guest room to crash in, I’ll be safe.
Click.
The sound of the lock turning echoed softly as the bathroom door creaked open a sliver.
Ye Feng cautiously scanned the room, ready to slam the door shut at the slightest movement. But when his eyes landed on the bed, the sight froze him in place.
Bathed in silvery moonlight, a curvaceous figure curled into an S-shape against the headboard. A pair of faintly glowing blue eyes stared at the back of her hand before nuzzling it affectionately with her cheek.
So... so cute!
Ye Feng never imagined that Xie Yuyan as a catgirl could embody both cuteness and sensuality. Her alluring posture and coquettish movements made him forget all about closing the door.
"Meow~"
Just then, a soft sound came from the bed. The glowing eyes suddenly flicked toward the crack in the bathroom door, and Ye Feng’s heart skipped a beat.
"Ye... Ye Feng? Is... is that you?"
Xie Yuyan’s voice drifted from the bed as her cat ears twitched adorably.
"Y-yeah, it’s me. You’re awake, Yuyan?"
For some reason, Ye Feng’s urge to flee vanished. Instead, he slowly pushed the door open.
"Meow♡"
The moment the door opened, Xie Yuyan’s eyes gleamed. She leaped from the bed, pouncing on Ye Feng and knocking him to the ground.
Thud.
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