The white-clothed man turned around holding Feng Liyan and entered the room, his large hand continuously rubbing the furry body of the Little Gray Cat.
"You ungrateful little thing, you left without saying a word before, even though I took good care of you for two months with good food and drinks. You scared when you ca back, truly ungrateful."
Though complaining, his tone was cheerful.
It seed the injuries were all healed.
Feng Liyan thought.
The white-clothed man sat down on the sofa with Feng Liyan in his arms, then held her in front to look closely.
"Hey Xiaobai, why does it seem like you haven’t grown at all? From the ti I found you until now, you’re still so small. Xiaoguai seems the sa; Sanshao has been raising him for two months, yet he hasn’t grown either. Is it because of inadequate nutrition?"
Speaking of inadequate nutrition, the white-clothed man suddenly rembered he hadn’t eaten dinner yet since buying it earlier.
He placed Feng Liyan on his lap, then reached out to bring the boxes of food he had bought earlier on the table in front of him.
"Xiaobai, are you hungry? Have you eaten? By the way, did your owner co? Was it Feng Liyan who brought you, or was it Miss Wen?"
As he spoke, he started opening the food boxes.
"ow ow~"
"It would be great if it was Miss Wen. Ever since she returned to the Holy City, Sanshao has been working himself to the bone day and night, driving himself crazy, and I ache just watching, unable to help."
"ow ow?"
Feng Liyan stared at the white-clothed man with a displeased look.
Damn kid, what do you an by that?
What do you an it’s great if it’s Miss Wen?
Compared to the Little Princess, you’d rather have the Little Princess co for Jun Moyan?
I even saved your life, broke the heavenly rules for you, killed so many mortals, shared my divine soul with you, and lent you my life-saving Flowing Cloud Fan for protection. Is this how you repay ?
Who’s the ungrateful one?!
Feng Liyan was boiling with anger inside.
He almost wanted to leap up and slap the white-clothed man across the face.
"Hmm? Xiaobai, what’s wrong?"
The white-clothed man, having prepared the food, looked down to find the Little Gray Cat staring angrily at him.
"ow!"
And you dare ask what’s wrong with ?!
"What’s wrong, are you feeling unwell sowhere?" The white-clothed man picked up the Little Gray Cat.
"ow."
Humph.
Feng Liyan turned his head away.
"Are you hungry?" The white-clothed man asked uncertainly.
Seeing the Little Gray Cat turning its head away from him, the white-clothed man grew a bit anxious.
He placed the Little Gray Cat on the table, pushing the food in front of it: "Are you hungry?"
Feng Liyan looked at the food in front of him.
Alright, finally back here; I won’t bother arguing with him.
Thinking this, Feng Liyan reluctantly opened his mouth and owed, "ow~"
The tone was clearly a bit better.
"So you were really hungry."
The white-clothed man smiled, picked up so food with the chopsticks, and brought it to the Little Gray Cat’s mouth.
"I often go to this restaurant; the food is very clean, guaranteed to have no issues."
Hearing this, Feng Liyan’s expression improved a little, and he opened his little mouth to eat the at from the chopsticks.
Good for you, rembering this dicine King has a cleanliness habit.
Seeing the Little Gray Cat eating, the white-clothed man felt a burst of joy, bent down to get closer to Feng Liyan, and couldn’t help but chatter while staring into his deep gray eyes.
"Xiaobai, you’re really a lot like your owner, you know."
Feng Liyan’s little body trembled slightly, looking at the face of the white-clothed man so close to him, thinking this foolish kid might have discovered sothing.
"Your eyes look the sa, your temper is the sa, your personality is the sa, and you’re equally particular about cleanliness. But you’re much cuter than your owner."
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