Reborn Sweet Wife Has Cat Disease

Si Yi Miaomiao saw Si Yi Xiaomiao walking around the dining table. He looked left and right and smelled, as if he couldn't make up his mind.

It walked to the sardine-flavored cat food, and stopped. It smelled it, and it was the smell it liked.

It turned its head to look at Siyi Miaomiao, and found that Siyi Miaomiao was drinking porridge. The porridge was steaming and smelled like fish.

Si Yi Xiaomiao looked at the cat food in front of him, couldn't help swallowing, turned his eyes and walked slowly towards Si Yi Miaomiao.

It walked up to Si Yi Miaomiao and stopped.

Si Yi Miao Miao looked at Si Yi Miao Miao suspiciously. He sniffed the fish porridge in front of her, and even stuck out his tongue to lick the porridge in Si Yi Miao Miao's bowl.

Si Yi Miao Miao was stunned. She held a spoon and watched Si Yi Miao Miao gulping down the porridge.

She put her spoon aside heavily, and Si Yu Xiaomiao jumped to the side in fright.

It stuck out its tongue and licked the corner of its own mouth, and looked into the porridge with a look of reluctance.

"Si Yi Xiaomiao, how can you drink sister's porridge?" Si Yi walked over in a daze, and pressed its cat's head hard.

"Miaomiao, don't be angry, I'll make you another bowl." Si Yi stretched out his hand to pick up the porridge bowl in front of Si Yi Miaomiao.

Si Yi Miaomiao pushed his hand away angrily, and she pushed the porridge in front of Si Yi Xiaomiao, "You drink it, I won't drink it anymore."

She pulled out the chair to go back to her room.

"Meow, you don't want to eat breakfast?" Si Yi cried anxiously behind her.

"I don't want to eat, I have no appetite." She was almost full of gas, and there was nothing left to eat.

Si Yi turned his head and stared at Si Yi Xiaomiao, "It's you again, you made my sister angry."

"Wooooow." Si Yi Xiaomiao immediately cried out softly, and lowered her head, showing a very sad look.

Si Yi's heart suddenly ached, his head hurt, and he suddenly felt that this scene seemed familiar.

He immediately picked up Siyi Xiaomiao, touched its body a few times with his hand, "Okay, let's not talk about you, you can drink the porridge."

As he spoke, he carried Xiaomiao to the front of the porridge, and Si Yi Xiaomiao immediately drank happily.

It thought in its heart, hum, Si Yi meow, I just want to drink your porridge, not only I want to drink your porridge, but I also want your man.

Si Yi was stunned to see Xiao Miao eating happily, so he turned around and went into the kitchen, took the pot, and began to cook the noodles skillfully.

Soon, a bowl of fragrant Yangchun noodles was born under his hands.

He carried the noodle bowl and walked towards Si Yi Miaomiao's room. He walked to the door of the room, and seeing that the door was not closed, he raised his hand and gently pushed it open.

He saw Si Yi Miaomiao sitting on the sofa in the room with his head bowed and his face full of sadness. His expression was exactly the same as Si Yi Miaomiao just now.

Si Yi suddenly felt very funny. He walked up to her and put his face under her nose, "How about it? Does it smell good?"

"Not delicious." Si Yi Miaomiao turned his face away, refusing to look at the bowl of noodles.

Si Yi smiled blankly, "Okay, don't be angry, skipping breakfast is bad for your health, I cooked this noodle myself."

As he said that, he handed the noodles in front of her again, "Mrs. Si Yi, please eat this bowl of noodles as a favor.

"Hmph, who is Mrs. Si Yi, I am not." Si Yi said angrily.

Si Yi was startled and not angry, he smiled kindly, "You are Mrs. Si Yi, Mrs. Si Yi." He called again a few times.