"Lord! Wake up, come on, wake up."
"I'm already awake."
"Don't go back to sleep."
Early in the morning, Fang Ping was woken up by Zhou Chenchen.
When he opened his eyes, her pretty face was right in front of him, along with a pleasant fragrance.
"Lord, what's going on?"
"I clearly fell asleep holding you last night."
"How did you end up on the couch this morning?"
Zhou Chenchen squatted in front of Fang Ping, looking puzzled.
Fang Ping twitched his ears, yawned, stretched lazily, and stood up.
Of course, he wasn't going to tell her he had gone out during the night, and didn't want to wake her up when he came back—so he just crashed on the couch.
Zhou Chenchen didn't overthink it. She was dressed in a sporty outfit, making her figure look even more graceful, and her long legs even more eye-catching.
When she found Lord missing, she got anxious and searched all over—finally spotting Fang Ping on the couch.
"Lord! Get ready, we're going running."
She had come to wake Fang Ping for exercise.
Morning workouts were a daily ritual for Zhou Chenchen.
Fang Ping was already used to it. Every time Zhou Chenchen went for a jog, he would join her.
So now, hearing her say that, he jumped off the couch and headed to the door.
For him, there was no real "getting ready"—he was always good to go.
At 7 a.m., Fang Ping and Zhou Chenchen stepped out of the Residential Complex and headed to the nearby park.
Quite a few people were already jogging and exercising in the park.
Zhou Chenchen no longer jogged in remote areas.
Her last encounter with danger still lingered in her memory.
Even though Fang Ping was with her now, and she was actually quite safe, she remained cautious.
Fang Ping didn't mind.
He was just here to run alongside her.
A girl being cautious was a good thing—especially in case he wasn't around.
The air in the park was fresh, and jogging felt great.
Fang Ping figured this might be why so many people liked morning workouts.
Zhou Chenchen didn't start running right away.
She took her time with warm-up exercises.
It was important to prevent injuries.
Watching her stretch so seriously, Fang Ping gave a big stretch too.
That counts as a warm-up... right?
Then Zhou Chenchen began jogging slowly, and Fang Ping followed behind at a relaxed pace.
She kept looking back now and then to make sure Fang Ping was keeping up.
"Lord, come on! You need to exercise just like me, or you'll turn into a chubby kitty."
Zhou Chenchen kept encouraging Fang Ping.
Fang Ping looked at himself—I'm not chubby... I'm just strong!
Unfortunately—
Zhou Chenchen couldn't see it.
Fine!
Maybe he had gained a little weight...
Probably from eating too much...
And eating too well.
Fang Ping assessed his physical condition seriously.
He definitely didn't want to be a fat cat.
But the thing is—orange cats really do tend to be chunky.
That's probably because they just really like to eat.
Of course!
Fang Ping would never admit to being a foodie.
He just happened to have a big appetite. That's all.
"Lord, you've gotta follow my example! See? I work out all the time, and I don't get fat."
Zhou Chenchen continued to encourage Fang Ping as she jogged.
Fang Ping found it odd.
Zhou Chenchen actually ate quite a lot too—but she never gained weight.
Her figure was just right.
A little more and she'd be chubby, a little less and she'd look too thin.
He could only assume Zhou Chenchen was just one of those rare girls who naturally don't gain weight.
Some things... you just can't compete with.
Zhou Chenchen's jogging pace wasn't fast, and several people passed her.
Just then, a woman who was about to pass her suddenly remarked,
"Your cat really does need some exercise—it's way too fat."
Fang Ping's expression darkened instantly.
How many times do I have to say it? I'm not fat... I'm strong!
Even after the run, Fang Ping was still sulking.
Women these days... really didn't know how to talk.
On the way home, Zhou Chenchen was chuckling.
She had noticed that Fang Ping got a little moody after being called fat.
Well, of course!
No one likes being called fat.
At least she didn't. If someone called her fat, she'd definitely get upset too.
Cats have feelings too.
Especially this cat.
"Alright, alright, our Lord isn't fat—I know that."
"Don't take what others say to heart."
"Hey Lord, how about we get some baozi for breakfast?"
She comforted Fang Ping.
Fang Ping paused.
Alright then...
For the sake of baozi, I'll let it slide today.
Seeing Fang Ping's serious little face finally relax, Zhou Chenchen quietly smiled.
Lord's temper?
She had it completely figured out.
Bad mood? Feed it away!
Of course!
Since they'd already agreed on baozi, she didn't rush home.
Her original breakfast plan changed on the spot.
She brought Fang Ping to a nearby baozi shop.
This place was famous for its baozi—well-known far and wide.
Even now, there was a line outside.
Zhou Chenchen checked the time. Not in a rush. She queued up at the end.
There were about seven or eight people ahead—it wouldn't take long.
Fang Ping squatted beside her, tail flicking slightly.
He could already smell the baozi aroma.
This shop's baozi really were irresistible.
Zhou Chenchen had brought him here a few times before, and every time he had eaten heartily—and a lot.
Wait a sec...
Why am I already thinking about food again?
I can't get fat.
Fang Ping looked down at his body.
Still okay... but definitely showing signs of weight gain.
There was a difference from when he first came to live with Zhou Chenchen.
"Zhou Chenchen, you're here for baozi too?"
A customer who had just bought their baozi suddenly stopped beside her.
"Grandpa Bai, it's you!"
"I just finished my workout!"
"My Lord here wanted baozi, so I brought him over."
Zhou Chenchen recognized the person and greeted him with a smile.
Fang Ping looked up—it was their neighbor across the hall, the white-haired old man.
Turns out his surname really was Bai.
Grandpa Bai glanced at Fang Ping.
"Lord wants baozi, huh?"
"He should cut back a bit."
"He's gotten fat."
And with that, the old man strolled off with his hands behind his back.
Fang Ping's cat face turned dark again.
Damn it!
How many times do I have to say it—
I'm not fat... I'm strong!
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