Immortal Loves Cat Also

Qingwu stared at her, some couldn't understand her last look, but inexplicably felt that Duan Ziling was different.

After standing at the gate of the yard for a while, she turned and walked into the yard. When she entered the yard and found that there were no fish on the table, she immediately left Duan Ziling behind and blew her hair in an instant.

"Meow!" Why is there no fish for me? Where's my fish?! Qingwu jumped on the table, ran to Wen Yue's face, stretched out his claws and accused him.

Wen Yue raised his eyes and looked at her. He looked calm. It was no surprise that her hair was fried. He stretched out his hand and pinched her claws. "I see you eat fish all at once. I'm afraid you'll get tired one day, so he ordered the kitchen to change your taste and eat only once a day."

"Meow?" what? Qingwu stared at him in amazement. After confirming that he was not joking, he began to say dissatisfied. However, as she broke the news, Wen Yue didn't mean to change his mind at all.

Finally, Qingwu gives up persuasion and stares at him. Wen Yue starts to eat with chopsticks. What his chopsticks stretch out to, Qingwu pushes the bowl away with his claws.

After going back and forth several times, Wen Yue simply gave up cooking, slightly narrowed his eyes and looked at her, "Wen Xiaomiao, do you still want to eat fish?"

"Meow?" As soon as Qingwu's body was stiff, he turned his head to one side and didn't see him.

But my heart has begun to hesitate. If Wen is really angry, what if she breaks her fish and there will be no fish to eat in the future?

Wen Yue held her chin and forced her to look at herself. When she saw the hesitation in her eyes, she sneered and shouted a shallow smile in her eyes: "Wen Xiaomiao, be good, or you'll really break your fish."

Qingwu shook his tail and didn't speak. Wen Yue squinted at her for a while before loosening her, picked up chopsticks again and began to eat. Qingwu didn't make trouble again, so he squatted on the table.

After sitting for a while, she began to look at the other food.

Even if there is no fish to eat, she will eat meat.

Qingwu just looked at what to eat. A bowl was pushed in front of her. Wen Yue picked up the dish she liked, put it in her bowl and said softly, "eat."

Qingwu looked at him along the hand he took back and was stunned. Looking at the shallow smile in Wen Yue's eyes, she didn't say anything, but the awkward feeling in the bamboo forest came out again in the morning. She bowed her head and ate dinner seriously.

While eating, what I think is what the monk said. Shy? Is she shy?

Preoccupied with the problem, Qingwu didn't have a good appetite when eating. After being knocked on her head, she was a little refreshed and looked up at Wen Yue.

"Wen Xiaomiao, without fish, your appetite is so bad?" Wen Yue picked his eyebrows and looked at her. His eyes fell on her bowl. He chewed a meatball for a long time and only chewed half of it.

Qingwu looked down at his bowl, looked up at him again and shouted, "meow ~" there is no fish to eat. If she eats fish, she must have a good appetite.

Qingwu once again put aside his shyness and attributed his bad appetite to his lack of fish.

Wen Yue twisted his eyebrows slightly and knocked on her head again impolitely: "if you have a bad appetite, you should eat it. Just get used to it."

He was determined to correct her habit of eating only fish at once.

Without getting the answer he wanted, Qingwu snorted in his heart, bowed his head and continued to eat meatballs, ignoring him. Until he went to bed at night, Qingwu didn't talk to Wen Yue again.