The mascot of the wishing shop is a cat.

Chapter 207 Short-lived warmth

During this time, Linglu asked the key questions that the Psionic Center had been eagerly anticipating and wanted to know the answers to, and Earl answered them one by one.

Then, because Lingluo had many personal questions she didn't want to answer Earl, she drank a lot of beer.

As a result, alcohol gradually eroded her rational defenses, causing her, who was already quite cheerful, to gradually let go of her inhibitions and become unrestrained and unconventional.

Even worse, Earl had developed a strong interest in Lingluo without her noticing, and kept asking her about her private matters. At first, Lingluo tried to hold her ground, but as time went on and the effects of alcohol intensified, she finally couldn't suppress her impulses and decided to fight back.

So Lingluo began to ask Earl questions, and the questions she asked were increasingly bold and explicit. Some of the questions were so outrageous that even Earl, who always thought he was very open-minded, was speechless and dumbfounded.

Faced with these problems, Earl had no choice but to raise the bottle, drink it all in one gulp, and use this to signify his defeat and move on to the next person.

In the ensuing back-and-forth, the two engaged in a fierce drinking contest, taking turns downing bottles of alcohol.

In the blink of an eye, the two cases of beer were gone, and the two protagonists were completely drunk and unrecognizable.

At this moment, Earl was so drunk that he had forgotten everything else, and transformed into a kind and adorable Saint Bernard.

It was running around the private room excitedly, just like a little dog that had been given a free rein, enjoying its carefree and happy time.

Looking at Lingluo's side, the situation was equally amusing.

This girl, who usually likes to act well-behaved, actually straddled the Saint Bernard's back without any regard for her image, patting her hands incessantly and cheering loudly.

The scene was so comical that Ling Ye and the others nearby joined in—some cheered and applauded, while others took the opportunity to record this rare and amusing moment on their phones.

The entire private room was instantly filled with laughter and joy, and the cheerful and pleasant atmosphere permeated every corner, making people unable to extricate themselves from it.

In the end, the drinking party ended in chaos.

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When Earl woke up again, he found himself back at the wishing shop.

He himself lay in the fluffy cloud-shaped doghouse that An Qing had helped him make, still looking like a Saint Bernard.

"Woof woof—woof woof—"

Instinctively, Earl, who had originally intended to speak, let out a series of barks.

"Hey? Earl, you're awake? Still hungover?"

Just then, a clear and melodious sound suddenly came from the side, like a lightning bolt piercing the silent night sky, instantly startling Earl so much that he trembled all over.

He was lost in his own thoughts when the sudden noise caught him completely off guard.

Then, as if under a spell, Earl's movements became unusually slow and stiff.

He turned his head slowly, as if every tiny movement required immense effort, like an old robot that had forgotten to be lubricated, its joints making a creaking, grinding sound.

Finally, when he turned his head completely, the scene before him came into view.

The beautiful and charming Lin Xiyue was sitting elegantly at her workbench, intently fiddling with the adorable little dolls she had meticulously designed. Her focused expression was like that of an artist sculpting a unique treasure.

Beside Lin Xiyue, a cat with jet-black fur and glossy coat lay lazily.

This is no ordinary black cat; it is a manifestation of Meros.

Its deep eyes gleamed with an eerie light, as if concealing endless secrets.

At this moment, it was staring intently at Lin Xiyue.

Looking under the table, they saw the cat they had previously adopted, a hybrid of two different species named Bai Tong, sitting there obediently.

Its distinctive white pupils revealed a hint of nobility and indifference; of course, those in the know understood that it was simply lost in thought.

Meanwhile, on the other side, An Qing was holding some delicate pastries, preparing to give them to Lin Xiyue to try. It seemed that she had learned to make them herself.

Sunlight streamed in through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, like a golden veil gently covering the entire store. The warm, bright yellow light permeated the space, bathing every corner in a cozy glow.

If someone were to happen to pass by this place and see such a beautiful scene, they would surely feel incredibly warm and their mind and body would involuntarily relax.

Of course, all of this had to happen before Meros spoke.

“I said, do you really think you’re a dog? You ran around the store for ages when you came back last night.”

Meros shattered this warm scene with his words. The moment those "vicious" words left his mouth, Earl felt as if he could dig a three-bedroom apartment out of the ground with his toes.

What made Earl even more embarrassed was that Lin Xiyue and An Qing were also looking at him curiously.

"Woof—woof woof—"

"Uh, cough cough cough."

Earl instinctively tried to speak, but only realized what was happening after hearing a series of barks from the dogs.

After awkwardly transforming back into human form, Earl coughed a few times and looked at Lin Xiyue and the others with a slightly flushed face.

"Meow~"

Upon hearing the sound, Bai Tong walked over with elegant cat-like steps.

"Oh, good kitty, good kitty. ヾ(?°?°?)??"

Just then, Earl saw the person who came to his rescue, relieving his embarrassment—Bai Tong.

The adorable cat with snow-white eyes was walking slowly towards him with elegant and light steps.

Earl's face instantly lit up with a delighted smile. He quickly reached out and scooped Bai Tong up from the ground, pulling him into his arms.

Earl was overjoyed, as if the whole world had shrunk to just him and the adorable little guy.

He gently stroked Bai Tong's soft, smooth fur with his hand, starting from the top of his head and moving down his back, his movements gentle and delicate, as if he were cherishing an incomparably precious treasure.

As Earl's fingers gently stroked, Bai Tong let out cheerful "meows," the sound crisp and melodious, like heavenly music.

It squinted its eyes, enjoying its owner's caresses with contentment, its fluffy little head occasionally rubbing against Earl's chest, seemingly expressing its satisfaction with the affection.

From a distance, Bai Tong looked exactly like a little master who was being pampered and content by his pet owner.

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