Chapter 89: Bobcat in the Morning
When Droste woke up in the morning, he was awakened by rustling sounds and some swallowing sounds.

At first there was nothing to pay attention to, until he felt his thighs feel cold, and then he quickly woke up.

Only then did I realize that what was dripping on my thigh was some animal's saliva.

In a daze, he rubbed the little animal's head.

When he was fully awake, he saw a cute little kitten in his bed.

The kitten was very well behaved. Although it was the first time he saw a kitten, Droste was not overly panicked. He slowly stood up and then sat up.

"Why did the kitten come to me? Isn't it said to be a wild animal? Hard to tame?"

"How strange."

As he spoke, Droste rubbed the kitten's head.

The fluffy hair on the head felt very comfortable to Droste's hands.

It’s just a pity that kittens can’t speak, that’s the most regrettable thing.

All Droste could do was rub the kitten slowly and observe its whole body.

The kitten loves cleanliness and its skin looks very good, smooth and delicate.

Gently stroking the kitten's skin, a comfortable purring sound will come from its throat.

It's a pity that the kitten is always naughty and some saliva will drip on Droste's thighs, making them itchy and sticky.

And it was so sudden that Droste didn't fully react at first.

But Droste changed his mind and thought that they should have agreed yesterday not to come so early, but the kitten was not obedient at all and still disturbed him so early.

Looking at the slightly open door, Droste slapped his head in annoyance.

I often leave the door open for Mrs. Isabel, so I often leave a small gap.

Maybe that's why the kitten sneaked in.

Thinking of this, Droste did not worry too much. Since the kitten was willing to run into his bed, he must have been mentally prepared for a kitten.

Then punish the kitten gently.

It's really too naughty.

Droste gently pressed the kitten's head with one hand, making it lower its head in a state of submission.

It's a pity that this action may be a little rough for the kitten. In the kitten's struggling whimpering sound, it can even be heard retching.

Droste slowly let go of the kitten's furry head again.

Soft hair is attractive, but it's not enough.

When the kitten recovered from the state of hypoxia, Droste held him to his side again.

In this case, the only thing we can do is punish the kitten's body.

Droste placed his hand on the kitten's fair skin and stroked it gently.

This kind of thing is just like when he was looking for treasure in the swamp. It requires a very precise sense of direction to find the most important place.

But as expected, Droste found the place very accurately.

The cat made a sound that was somewhat painful but also mixed with pleasure.

"Meow~"

It was the kitten's first sound, and Droste knew he shouldn't rush things.

So he picked up the kitten and gently tapped its buttocks several times until the kitten showed a very satisfied smile, and then he stopped.

So the kitten lay obediently on Droste's thighs again, and its wet and cold saliva began to drip onto the bed.

Droste leaned leisurely on the bed, rubbing the kitten's earlobe from time to time. It is said that this is a very soft and sensitive part of the kitten.

Then he gently rubbed the kitten's soft belly.

"It seems that the kitten needs to lose weight. It's so heavy." Droste laughed softly and suddenly felt a bad emotion.

Oops.

Kitty...

So Droste had no choice but to slowly stiffen his body and then exhale a breath of foul air.

The kitten lay beside Droste very docilely, with its pink mouth slightly opened.

The pink tongue rolled gently and then quickly disappeared.

So was it a tooth? Droste didn't know.

He sat up slowly and let out a soft sigh.

"It would be nice if the kitten could help me get dressed."

……

Droste put on his clothes and slowly searched for the pile of contract documents in the closet.

As long as this thing is filled in, Bernadette will become a member of Droste's apartment.

Although she doesn't live here permanently, she just left a room number.

But as a slightly wealthy rent collector, he had to pay the money.

"Bernadette, are you ready?"

Droste thought about it and looked in the direction of the bathroom.

Bernadette had arrived earlier and was rinsing her mouth and brushing her teeth.

It's very strange that he doesn't go to his own house to rinse his mouth and brush his teeth, but has to come here to rinse his mouth and brush his teeth.

Droste expressed disdain for this practice of using his water bill for free.

"Alright, alright... Young Master..."

Bernadette walked out of the bathroom slowly and glanced at Droste with her charming eyes.

"How's it going, young master? Am I doing a good job serving you? This is the first time I serve someone like this."

Although there was nothing on the surface, Bernadette's confused and fanatical eyes, and her blushing look of excitement were obvious.

All of this shows that she needs a lot of praise.

Droste spread his hands in disdain.

"What do you mean by serving? You didn't serve me at all. I just saw a cute little kitten in my house."

"I don't know where that little cat went. What a greedy little cat. It drank my milk and ran away. It really showed no mercy at all."

Thinking of what she had just experienced, Bernadette pursed her lips and a rosy blush appeared on her face.

Since the young master likes to play like this, then let him play like this. As his maid, I can only endure it silently.

Bernadette spoke as her legs twisted uncomfortably.

"That young master is really kindhearted. He actually adopted a cute little kitten."

"Yeah, kittens are really hard to raise. I don't know if they are full or not."

"I think he must be full. If there are kittens in the future, you must feed him well then, young master."

Hearing this, Droste walked forward and gently pinched Bernadette's chin, revealing her white and tender neck.

Droste blinked and raised the corners of his lips.

"But I prefer kittens with short tails. Today's kitten... doesn't have a tail."

(End of this chapter)