Is it possible to repay favors without balls?

Sesame Paste quickly showed a surprised and puzzled look.

Ye Xi smiled at him, but her heart was full of helplessness.

This cat possesses strange knowledge.Literate, able to cook, able to do housework, but do not know what money is.

"Money is... something that can be exchanged with people," Ye Xi tried to explain, "For example, I can get some money by paying labor, and then I can use this money to exchange for other things I need , such as the bag of rice noodles. Do you understand?"

"I know," Sesame Paste looked at him, "I know what money is."

Ye Xi thought to himself, then why were you surprised just now?

Sesame Paste looked at him sympathetically: "I just didn't expect that you are so poor?"

"..."

Ye Xi silently looked away.

His heart hurts a little.

"Can't even afford meat?"

Well, his cat could be forgiven for not understanding his financial situation.After all, no matter how hard his life was, he never lived through it.

Sesame Paste is a cat raised by the poor and rich, and does not know the sufferings of the world.

"It's not that I can't afford it at all." Ye Xi defended in a low voice.

"It's okay." Sesame paste is very sensible, "I can just eat rice noodles."

Seeing that Ye Xi remained silent, he added: "You can also just drink porridge, and not too much."

Ye Xi looked at him, raised her hand, and stroked his hair.

"If you don't mind..." He withdrew his hand and pointed to the cabinet not far away, "There are canned cat food in many flavors."

Sesame paste avoided his sight.

"I'm a human being now," he said.

Ye Xi ruminated on the meaning of this sentence that night, probably because the sesame paste will never turn back into a cat again.

What should I do, can I find a way to give him an account or something.

First of all, sesame paste needs a more formal name.He can follow his surname Ye, let's tentatively decide Ye Zhima.

He was thinking wildly when the bathroom door opened.The body was still steaming, and the sesame paste with wet hair came out from inside.

"I'm all right!" Sesame Paste smiled at him.

He was still wearing the pair of trousers, but his upper body was bare, and the outline of delicate muscles could be vaguely seen on his abdomen.

Ye Xi looked away.

Strange, Sesame Paste was obviously a fat man before, with a big lump of soft meat on his stomach.

On second thought, it was even more wrong.

Sesame paste hates taking a bath the most, why does it suddenly change sex.Oh, and, when a cat turns into a human, does it still bring its own clothes?In other words, the clothes should also be part of the sesame paste, and you can take them off as soon as you say it.

Doubts gradually accumulated, Ye Xi couldn't help but secretly shifted his gaze to a subtle position.

Under the sesame paste pants, there is a definitive evidence.

Ye Xi clasped her hands in front of her body and rubbed them back and forth.

What should I do, I have to speak, I'm sorry.He dared not use violence.If this man is really sesame paste, that's all. If not, his physique doesn't seem to be dominant, and something will happen.

Sesame Paste didn't know what he was thinking at the moment, walked up to him, sat down on the floor, and shook his head vigorously.

Some cool drops of water splashed out and hit Ye Xi's arm.

Ye Xi couldn't help shrinking slightly.

Seeing this, Sesame Paste smiled at him, raised his hand, and wiped it on his arm.

"It's nice to be human," he said.

Ye Xi looked at him puzzled.

"It's good to touch you like this. I'm very happy now," Sesame Paste looked straight into his eyes, "Master, are you happy now?"

Ye Xi turned her head and avoided it.

"Don't call me that," he said.

Sesame Paste was silent for a while, and asked, "Are you unhappy?"

"...No." Ye Xi shook her head.

"Is it because you are too poor!" Sesame Paste asked loudly.

Ye Xi was speechless for a while.

Sesame paste frowned, tilted his head, crossed his arms, thoughtful.

"Don't think too much." Ye Xi said.

"No," Sesame Paste said, "I must help."

Seeing his serious face, Ye Xi couldn't help but want to chuckle.

When no one decides to get a cat, he expects the cat to help him.What he desires is nothing but softness and dependence, an intimacy that he can devote himself to.

Now, the sesame paste seems not as soft as before, but the dependence is still there.Ye Xi thinks this is okay.

"Is there anything else I can do for you?" Sesame Paste asked.

"No need." Ye Xi said.

Sesame paste looked at him: "I think so."

As he spoke, he moved towards Ye Xi's direction again.The two of them were very close together, their arms almost touching each other.

Sesame paste was not wearing a shirt, Ye Xi couldn't help leaning slightly to the other side.

"Hug," Sesame Paste stretched out his arms to him, "I can give you a hug."

Ye Xi blinked, and moved back quite obviously.

Sesame Paste frowned suddenly: "What's the matter?"

Seeing that Ye Xi didn't answer, he added: "You obviously liked it very much before."

Ye Xi looked at his face, then at his body, and stood up in a panic: "I, I'm going to take a shower."

"...You don't want me anymore." Before he took a step, Sesame Paste muttered behind him.

Ye Xi stopped.

"I'm sorry," Sesame Paste said in a smaller voice, "I...I'll try my best to see if I can change back. Don't want me."

Ye Xi was full of embarrassment, lowered her head, and bit her lips tightly.

Sesame Paste's voice became a little louder: "Come back and hug me again."

Ye Xi wanted to nod, but felt that it was not appropriate.

"Okay?" Sesame Paste was extremely uneasy, and repeatedly confirmed, "Promise me?"

Ye Xi stood still and took a deep breath.

He turned around, walked back to Sesame Paste, squatted down, opened his arms, and then closed them.

This hug is very shallow and very short-lived.The shoulders of the two simply leaned together, and after touching each other, they separated.

But Ye Xi's arm was already stained with the other party's body temperature.

"Don't think too much," he lowered his head, not looking at the sesame paste, and said in a low voice, "You...just be obedient."

Afraid it wasn't enough after speaking, he raised his hand and rubbed the sesame paste on top of his head.

The sesame paste hair was still wet, and after touching it, his hands also became wet.

Before getting up again and walking to the bathroom, he took a quick look at the sesame paste that was still sitting quietly on the floor.

His cat had its head down, eyes downcast, and was laughing.

As if with a hint of pride.