The other party looked at him coldly, and his hand that closed the bedroom door did not hesitate at all.

Shen Mubai, "Meow meow? "Sao Nian, don't you really think about warming the bed?

A cat stood quietly at the door for a few minutes, and finally turned around and ran back downstairs in a very desolate manner.

There was still the previous nest in the living room, but Shen Mubai couldn't get used to that feeling, so he finally had to fall asleep in a ball on the tatami mat, making a small snoring sound.

In the morning, when Jiang Yiran opened the curtains, he woke up, and the dazzling white light came in from the floor-to-ceiling window, Shen Mubai squinted his eyes slightly, and then stretched his waist, and let out a soft meow from his mouth.

"Good morning."

Of course, the other party didn't understand her, so he just turned to look at her, and then walked in the direction of the kitchen.

Determined not to miss any opportunity to brush up his favorability from today, Shen Mubai hurriedly jumped off the tatami mat, and then followed closely.

Jiang Yiran made omelettes and toast today, meticulously rolled up his sleeves, and his movements were neat, but he didn't bring out a little wrinkle.

The indifferent teenager making breakfast gives people a pleasing sense of elegance throughout the whole process.

Shen Mubai raised his head, stared at the two fried eggs that were put on the plate with covetous eyes, and then walked over very doggedly and rubbed the male protagonist's legs, making a pleading sound.

Compared to eating cat food, it doesn't matter what the festival is.

As everyone knows, the voice of this body is originally soft, and it sounds more like it is coquettish to its master.

Shen Mubai obviously didn't realize this yet, and when he saw that the man took the initiative to do it, he just paused slightly, and didn't throw her aside, so he rubbed his leg again, "Meow~"

Ask for an omelette!

Ignoring the cat next to him, Jiang Yiran brought the omelette toast to the table, and then poured himself a glass of milk.

Shen Mubai hung down the cat's head in disappointment, but she didn't feel discouraged because of this, but followed the male protagonist even more abandoning the temperament, squatting under the table, and then looking up at a forty-five degree angle, her green eyes were full of pleading, and she made a soft cry, "Meow!" ”

Give me something to eat, big guy!

Unable to ignore the cat barking below, Jiang Yiran frowned slightly again, feeling more and more that he had made an impulsive decision.

But he still lowered his eyes to look over, and when he met those watery turquoise eyes, the hand holding the knife and fork tightened slightly.

Retracting his gaze, Jiang Yiran divided one of the fried eggs into another plate with an expressionless face, then pushed it to the end of the table, looked at the cat on the ground in a cold voice and said, "Trouble to death." ”

Shen Mubai's eyes lit up slightly, and he rubbed his calf very happily, "Mi woo~"

Then he jumped on the chair at the other end and stared at the golden and delicate omelette in front of him, and his saliva almost didn't come out.

Squinting his eyes and happily eating this meal, Shen Mubai thought beautifully, it seems that such a thing as temperance can not exist when necessary.

When Jiang Yiran was about to go out to school, she followed in a hurry, and when the other party stopped, she looked up innocently.

The boy with an incomparably handsome face and an indifferent expression lowered his head slightly, and said coldly with his eyes, "Stay at home, don't go anywhere." ”

Shen Mubai, ".. Meow? "Why?

Jiang Yiran lowered his eyes and looked at her, and said in a cold tone, "Go back." ”

The tips of Shen Mubai's tail were wilted.