Death Exemption Ticket

Upon hearing Zhao Yao's words, Matcha said agitatedly, "Zhao Yao… Zhao Yao, look at my tiny arms and legs, how am I able to move the bricks?"

"You have the nerve to say that?" Zhao Yao pressed on Matcha's belly, and it wobbled, "Look at your stomach, I give you so much good food every day, and you eat all of it. You are getting fatter and fatter, and if you were to run a hundred meters now, you will be panting. Just right, you should move some bricks to train up yourself."

Matcha's mouth hung wide open, and with a sullen look on his face, he thought to himself, "This guy used to touch my belly and said it was adorable. Now, he complains that I'm fat. Human beings are so unreliable, the cat has to be self-reliant."