Chapter 200 The Cat that Becomes the Hero (13)

The other party looked over with a cold and indifferent gaze, and closed the bedroom door without any hesitation.

Shen Mubai, "Meow?" Saonian, do you really not consider 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 sad manner.

There was still the previous nest in the living room, but Shen Mubai couldn't adapt to that feeling. In the end, he had no choice but to sleep in a ball on the tatami, making a small snoring sound.

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

"Good morning."

Of course, the other party didn't understand her words, so he just turned around and glanced at her, then walked towards the kitchen.

Determined not to miss any opportunity to increase his favorability from today on, Shen Mubai quickly jumped off the tatami and followed closely.

Jiang Yiran made fried eggs and toast today. He rolled up his sleeves meticulously and neatly without causing any wrinkles.

The indifferent young man cooking breakfast gives people a pleasing sense of elegance throughout.

Shen Mubai raised his head and stared at the two fried eggs on the plate with salivating eyes. Then he walked over and rubbed the male protagonist's legs, making a begging sound.

Compared with eating cat food, moral integrity doesn't matter anymore.

Little did he know that the voice of this body was relatively soft, and it sounded more like it was coquettishly coquettishly expressing itself to its owner.

Shen Mubai obviously hadn't realized this yet. When he saw the male protagonist, he only paused slightly and didn't throw her aside, so he rubbed his leg again, "Meow~"

Please make an omelette!

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

Shen Mubai lowered her cat head in disappointment, but she did not feel discouraged by this. Instead, she abandoned her moral integrity and followed the male protagonist, squatted under the table, and then looked up at a 45-degree angle. With a pleading look on his face, he let out a soft cry, "Meow!"

Give me something to eat, boss!

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

But he still lowered his eyes and looked over. When he met those watery green eyes, the hand holding the knife and fork tightened slightly.

Looking back, Jiang Yiran expressionlessly put one of the fried eggs on another plate, then pushed it to the end of the table, looked at the cat on the ground with a cold voice and said, "It's so troublesome."

Chen Mubai's eyes shone slightly, and he rubbed his calf happily, "Miwu~"

Then he jumped on the chair at the other end and stared at the golden and delicate fried eggs in front of him, almost salivating.

After squinting his eyes and finishing the meal happily, Shen Mubai thought happily, it seems that such a thing as moral integrity does not exist when necessary.

When Jiang Yiran was about to go out to school, she followed him in a hurry. When the other party stopped, she looked up with an innocent expression.

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

Shen Mubai, "..meow?" Why?

Jiang Yiran lowered his eyes and said at her, "Go back."

The tip of Shen Mubai's tail wilted.