My husband is a wife

Chapter 1084 She is timid
The smile on Hao Han's face widened, he suddenly reached out and touched the top of her head, and said strangely: "Interesting." Before she could react, he walked away quickly.

What does he mean?
Xiahou Huan'er was confused by his actions.

The Persian cat that had been chasing here passed by Hao Han. She glanced at Han Hai, a strange light flashed in her green eyes, then she retreated, ran to Xia Hou Huan'er's side, grabbed her wrist, Face said excitedly: "Master, I finally found you."

Xiahou Huan'er quickly withdrew her hand, and when she heard her voice, goosebumps fell all over the floor.

She stared at her a little irritablely, and asked fiercely: "I have already set you free, why do you keep haunting me, what are you trying to do?"

The Persian cat bit its lower lip, showing a pitiful expression ready to cry: "I'm not going anywhere, I just want to stay with my master."

Xiahou Huan'er held his forehead and felt a headache: "I've never seen a person who doesn't even want to be free. Where's that fly?"

The Persian cat said softly, "He took the reward and left."

"What, he left? He brought you here, but he left by himself, is there any mistake?" She thought he liked this Persian cat very much, and couldn't help being angry, "You have a problem with your brain, don't you? Follow him and let him take charge."

The Persian cat stood there with its head down, not daring to make a sound, like a bullied little daughter-in-law.

Xiahou Huan'er gritted her teeth angrily, looked at the sky for a while, looked at the ground for a while, and finally looked at her, squinting: "You know how to cook, right?"

The Persian cat nodded fiercely: "I will."

Xiahou Huan'er sighed and was defeated by her: "Okay, you stay here for the time being and take charge of cooking for me."

The Persian cat immediately raised its delicate face happily: "Thank you, master."

Xiahou Huan'er snorted coldly and said, "It's better that the dishes you cook suit my taste, otherwise I'll still ask you to leave."

The Persian cat said confidently: "The owner will definitely not be disappointed."

Xiahou Huan'er squinted at her set of clothes that were not exposed, but was still cool, and complained that a wild rose in the zombie camp was enough, and this Persian cat, which was not inferior to her in the slightest, had nothing to do with it. It's too dangerous to dress like this.

She coughed lightly and said, "From now on when you're here, you're not allowed to wear clothes with such little fabric, you have to wear a uniform, like me, you know?"

The Persian cat asked confusedly, "Why? It's so hot now, it would be very hot to wear long sleeves."

Xiahou Huan'er immediately stared: "You can wear whatever I tell you to wear, don't be too wordy, don't you want to stay here?"

She did it for her own good, so that she would not provoke mad bees and butterflies everywhere. She thought this was some place, a group of zombies who might go berserk at any time.

The Persian cat shrank its neck and let out a timid oh.

"Come with me." Xiahou Huan'er led her to find Situ Sanniang, the manager in charge of logistics.

Situ Sanniang is a middle-aged sick zombie. She was in charge of logistics during her lifetime. After becoming a zombie, she evolved into a high-level zombie and served as the logistics manager in the zombie camp.

When Situ Sanniang saw the two girls coming, she immediately put on a smile and went up to her: "Miss Xiahou, why are you here?"

Xiahou Huan'er smiled and said: "San Niang, don't call me Miss, you can always call me Huan'er, let me introduce someone to you, her name is Persian Cat, she is here to cook for you I ate it, and you will watch her for me in the future, she is relatively timid, so don't let anyone bully her."

(End of this chapter)