Doted on his wife: uncle, love fiercely

Chapter 146 Let's Live Together
Misha finally got a good night's sleep.

Having a panther sleeping next to you is like having a warm stove around you.

Misha hugged him, slept very comfortably, and woke up with some reluctance.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the deep eyes of the black panther right in front of him.

When he was sleeping, he seemed to be watching all the time.

Misha lowered her head, and then found that she was still hugging him tightly, and the black panther's tail was wrapped around her ankle.

Such an intimate action made her face blush for no reason, and she quickly pushed away.

"I'm sorry, I may have regarded you as a teddy bear, so I didn't hurt you, did I?"

The panther shook his head, turned around and jumped off the bed, flicked his tail and walked outside.

Misha breathed a sigh of relief, his sleeping position is usually quite good, why did he almost lie on the black panther today?

What if it is crushed?
As she thought about it, she raised her foot and walked outside.

It was getting late at this time, the sun was slanting to the west, and the afterglow of the setting sun fell on the wooden house, revealing a bit of warmth.

There is no one living around here, so there is no need to worry, and the atmosphere is very quiet, suitable for self-cultivation.

That's why Misha bought it in the first place.

There are still a lot of food in the refrigerator, but they are all things that are easy to store.

Misha took some out and asked the panther beside him.

"Aren't you picky eaters? Is there anything you don't like?"

The black panther flicked its tail, but didn't answer. It lay down on the side, its eyes fell on Misha, and it followed her around.

Misha quickly took out the contents, cut the meat into pieces, boiled it in water, added the sauce, and placed it in front of the black panther.

"How about you try it?"

She was a little worried, she couldn't figure out the taste of the black panther, so she couldn't catch some live animals to feed it, right?

I saw the black panther lying motionless on the ground.

"Do you not like it?"

The panther stood up at this time, with its flexible tail wrapped around Misha's wrist, pulling her towards the kitchen.

Go all the way to the refrigerator.

Roar--

growled lowly.

Misha looked at it, thought for a long time, and finally guessed something.

"Are you asking me to make another one?"

Black Panther nodded.

Misha was puzzled.

The panther flicked its tail again and poked it, and she finally understood.

"You want me to make it for myself?"

Black Panther nodded.

Misha was also a little hungry, so she simply rolled up her sleeves, quickly made a curry for herself, and brought it to the table.

At this time, the black panther finally jumped onto the chair, bowed his head and began to eat the broth that Misha had just made.

It turned out that it wasn't that he didn't like it, but that he wanted to eat it together after Misha was ready.

Thinking of this, Misha's heart suddenly warmed up, she smiled slightly, and picked up the spoon.

Although the ingredients in this cabin are not rich, and the curry made is not as delicious as usual, but at this time, Misha has a different feeling in his heart.

The black panther is eating with its head down. Although it is a beast, its movements look very elegant and pleasing to the eye.

The afterglow of the setting sun fell on the wooden planks through the window, and the surroundings were quiet, with no one to disturb.

This situation made her feel calm.

One person and one leopard quickly finished their meal, and after Misha packed up, he took out the change that had been placed in the wooden house before.

Although not much, it is more than enough for a trip from the city.

(End of this chapter)