Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

"Then they quarreled?"

"How is it possible that Sanshao loves Miss Wen so much, how can she be willing to quarrel with Miss Wen, and Miss Wen is so kind, naughty and naughty, so she won't really quarrel with Sanshao."

Bai Yi scratched his head, unable to think of any other possibility.

"Then when did they come back, why didn't they tell me?"

"I just came back today. I took the plane early in the morning, and the youngest man called me early in the morning to cook more Miss Wen's favorite dishes at noon.

"Ok……"

"Did you come to get the medicine? I cooked it for you, and I made fish porridge for the kitten. I'll get it for you."

"Thank you, thank you."

When Bai Yi heard it, he was grateful to Dade and handed the milk bottle containing Chinese medicine in his hand to Xiaocha.

If there is no help from Xiaocha these days, he, a big man, really can't serve that delicate little guy.

"You don't have to thank me, I always like to be in the kitchen."

Xiaocha said and turned and went into the kitchen.

Bai Yi followed behind.

"By the way, have you named the kitten?"

"Why did you name it? I don't want to raise it. I will send it back when it's ready."

"Send it back? Does it have an owner?"

"I bet there is a thousand percent. I'll tell you the truth. You girls may not be as refined as it. I don't believe that the little guy was a stray cat before."

"Most cats are clean, not so exaggerated."

"Anyway, I can't raise it. I'm really tired these days than working overtime all night."

Bai Yi and Xiaocha made a lot of complaints, and then took the medicine and porridge back to his residence.

In the room, the little gray cat squinted and lay in the white bird's nest cradle on the balcony basking in the sun.

Hmm... It's impossible for Feng Litan, who takes great care of his skin, to do this kind of skin damage in this hot day, at noon.

It was the white clothes who was afraid that he would get moldy, and said that the sun is good for the body. I don’t know if I didn’t understand his shook his head and refused, or he deliberately retaliated against him. He just left him here for an hour, and he was fainted by the sun. Sweating.

This was even more terrifying torture than Ling Chi's execution.

Because the injury was not healed, he couldn't move normally, and it hurt to death when he moved, so he could only bite his teeth while cursing in white, nesting here to "enjoy" the sun bath.

Seeing Bai Yi came back, Feng Lishan immediately called him: "Meow~"

Boy, put me back on the bed, this medicine king is going to be sun-dried as a cat.

Although Feng Lidan has lived for more than 1,300 years, he is an adult cat, but his barking is not the same as that of ordinary adult cats. On the contrary, it is the same as Wen Xiaoai's. Grandma's, it sounds like a kitten. the difference.

It's not only the cry, but also the body shape.

To be honest, he doesn't like such a milky cry.

I think he is a big man, it's better to be more imposing.

"Are you hungry~"

Bai Yi deliberately pretended that he could not hear the emotion in the voice of the little gray cat, because he put it here on purpose.

Who makes this little guy so hard to serve~

Let it sweat and hate itself to death~

"Meow~"

Not hungry, dry! Sun dead!

It is obviously already October, but there is no coolness of autumn, it is still hot, and it is sultry.

"Hey, I know you are hungry, your best little tea sister made fish porridge for you, and you have taken it orally."

As he spoke, Bai Yi came to the balcony, put the things on the small round table aside, and then went to get the bowl and spoon.