Wilderness Livestream: Other People Struggle to Survive While I Became Famous by Looking After a Cat

Chapter 30: The Cat Vomited

While he was still in a daze, Jiang Zhihan was thrown into the water.

His fur was wet and stuck to his body. It did not feel good at all.

Song Qingyou rolled up her sleeves and pressed the cat into the water. "Be good, don't move, or I'll throw you into the pot after you're clean."

Jiang Zhihan scoffed at her words. Then, he flailed his limbs and struggled desperately.

As a 'fake cat', how could he be willing to let someone help him bathe?

This was simply unacceptable!

However, the joys and sorrows of humans and cats were not connected.

Song Qingyou had great strength, and he was in the water, so he couldn't use much strength at all. It didn't take long for him to be so tired that he wanted to lie down.

But when Song Qingyou finished washing his tail and her hand slowly moved up, Jiang Zhihan really couldn't stand it anymore.

The strength that had been suppressed for a long time erupted in an instant. He broke free from Song Qingyou's hand, turned his head, and opened his mouth to bite her wrist.

The sharp fangs were about to touch the other party's skin.

The cat's gaze that unconsciously rose reflected Song Qingyou's smiling eyes.

It was like a cup of warm water, gentle and tolerant.

Even if Jiang Zhihan wanted to complain, Song Qingyou loved cats too much.

However, he could still feel the invisible shackles brought about by the tolerance.

He willingly pulled back his fangs.

Song Qingyou didn't think too much about it. She just thought that her kitten was very cute even if it was angry.

Seeing that it didn't bite down, Song Qingyou was very satisfied. "It seems that Zhizhi is a very obedient kitten."

"As a reward, I won't touch that part of you, in case you get angry again."

That place had to be cut off anyway!

I hope Zhizhi won't be too angry when the time comes!

Jiang Zhihan didn't know what Song Qingyou was thinking and let her rub his head.

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If he had known, he would have definitely, definitely bitten her!

Song Qingyou didn't have any experience in bathing cats.

Thinking that cats would only take a bath once in a while, she felt that she should wash herself clean.

So she pressed down on Zhizhi's head and scrubbed it.

Jiang Zhihan felt as if he had been stuffed into a washing machine. After a while, he felt dizzy.

After an unknown amount of time, he finally heard Song Qingyou say, "I'm done."

As soon as his limbs landed on the ground, Jiang Zhihan didn't have time to wait for Song Qingyou to take her coat and dry him. He ran out with a sense of rebirth.

Then, he vomited crazily by the big tree not far from the bamboo house. "F * ck ~"

"Zhizhi?" Song Qingyou, who had followed, was a little confused.

Jiang Xuyan also heard the noise and came over. "Qingyou, you washed Zhizhi and he vomited?!"

His tone of disbelief, coupled with Jiang Xuyan surprised expression, made Song Qingyou fall into self-doubt.

"It seems so?"

"Hahahaha, this is the first time I've heard that giving a pet a bath can make it vomit! If I didn't know better, I would have thought that you stuffed Zhizhi into the washing machine!"

Jiang Xuyan laughed and slapped his thigh. "Hahahaha, you have the strength? why don't you help me wash my clothes?"

[ Teacher Jiang is laughing so exaggeratedly. ]

[ But it's really funny. Zhizhi is too miserable kekekeke ]

[ I just want to ask, how much strength do you have to wash a cat until it vomits? ]

[ it's still vomiting, hahaha ]

[ Teacher Jiang is disco dancing in the minefield ]

[ Look at Sister Qingyou's face, Teacher Jiang, wake up! ]

Song Qingyou counted her fingers and smiled. "Forget about the clothes, I don't mind helping Brother Jiang wash his hair."

"Brother Jiang, do you need my warm service?" she asked, tilting her head.

With this posture, wouldn't his brain be washed out?

Jiang Xuyan immediately stopped smiling and raised his hands to refuse.

"No, it's fine. My hair isn't very firm."

"You can go to Muhuai. He's young and his hair is 'strong'."

[ What the hell is not very firm ]

[ Teacher Jiang, are you wearing a wig? ]

[ Muhuai: Listen to me and thank you. ]

Jiang Xuyan turned around and left.

Song Qingyou waited for Zhizhi to finish vomiting before she carried him back to wipe his fur.

After that, she placed Zhizhi on the clothes to be washed and prepared to take a bath.

Jiang Zhihan finally came back to his senses, but when he subconsciously looked up, he saw Song Qingyou taking off her clothes!

What was wrong with this woman?

She actually wanted him to stay here!

Taking advantage of Song Qingyou's inattentiveness, he quickly ran out.

Song Qingyou had long noticed her cat's movements, but she wasn't interested in where he was going.

From the moment this cat would follow her around in the jungle, Song Qingyou knew that Zhizhi had recognized her as his master.

Therefore, it was almost impossible for him to get lost on his own.

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On the other side.

After Jiang Zhihan ran out, he started running around the bamboo house.

Because the bamboo house hadn't been completely covered, the place where Song Qingyou took a bath didn't have a roof, and the door was easy to open.

Jiang Zhihan felt that Song Qingyou's 'vigilance' was too low when she was taking a bath.

What if the drones from the program team accidentally passed by?

Therefore, he looked up at the sky from time to time, in case the camera suddenly appeared.

"Eh? Isn't this Sister Qingyou's cat?"

An unfamiliar voice suddenly appeared.

Jiang Zhihan turned around and saw a tall, blonde young man walking out from behind the tree.

He had his hands in his pockets and his teeth were exposed when he smiled. He looked quite young.

"You must be Zhizhi? I originally wanted Sister Yingnan to take me to greet Sister Qingyou, but I didn't expect to meet you here... If you're here, Sister Qingyou should be nearby, right?"

Zhao Yingnan? Was this the new member of Team A?

Jiang Zhihan glanced at the camera behind the young man and stood in front of him without hesitation.

"Eh? Zhizhi, are you acting cute?"

The teenager was surprised and bent down to pick up the cat.

But, how would Jiang Zhihan let him have his way? He immediately raised his claws, revealing his sharp nails, and stared at the other party coldly.

The young man retracted his hand indifferently. "Aiya! It seems that Zhizhi really only allows Sister Qingyou to hug him. I thought I would be an exception!"

As he spoke, he continued to walk forward.

Jiang Zhihan once again blocked his way and bared his teeth at him. His threat was obvious.

The young man was stunned and couldn't help but feel wronged. "So Zhizhi hates me? But why?"

Even if Jiang Zhihan wasn't a cat, he wouldn't be moved by such an artificial expression.

However, the youngster, Li Su's fans, couldn't take it anymore when they saw this scene in the live broadcast room.

[ Why is this cat blocking our Li Su's way? ]

[ Susu just wanted to get to know Song Qingyou and didn't provoke this stinky cat. ]

[ Did Song Qingyou teach him? ]

[ I'm going to kill this cat! We're going over! ]

A group of Li Su's fans rushed into the two teams' live broadcast rooms and soon quarreled with the other passers-by audience and fans.

[ Zhizhi is just a cat, is there a need for you to scold it like that? ]

[ Li Su's fans are indeed uneducated. ]

[ Why did the program team send Li Su? What's the use of him? ]

Li Su and Yu Muhuai appeared on the same talent show, and their fight for the first and second place was extremely intense.

In the end, Yu Muhuai won the championship, but his resources were far worse than Li Su's.

Li Su's fans grew more and more, but Yu Muhuai's appearance was short-lived.

Because of this incident, the relationship between the two fans had always been very bad.

As for the relationship between Yu Muhuai and Li Su, it was up to the wise man to decide.

At this moment, Li Su, the person in question, was still in a deadlock with Zhizhi.

The former wanted to step over the cat and leave, while the latter clung to his trousers, unwilling to let go.