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Chapter 85 On How Cat Slaves Are Raised 32
It's as if the action just now was taken for granted and should be the same.

Yan Luo, who was stunned to see it, tilted his head, "Wow, little pink, have I been teased?" '

And it was quite thoroughly teased.

'...It doesn't matter what the host wants to do, just don't be too crappy. 'Little Pink paused for a moment and finally said.

'What's the matter with your worried tone. Yan Luo puffed his cheeks slightly, and took out the clothes from the bag, "You are even more unreliable in comparison, right?"Pit fans! '

'...'

'But don't tell me, he is handsome and has aura, even playing hooligans is so pleasing to the eye. '

Yan Luo rubbed his chin, said, and heard that Little Pink didn't reply, shrugged his shoulders, and began to change clothes.

The size is just right.

The simple shirt and shorts perfectly showed Yan Luo's snow-white skin and uneven figure.

When he opened the door and went out, he saw at a glance that he had taken off his suit jacket and was only wearing the snow-white shirt inside, with his cuffs rolled up and two buttons on his neckline unbuttoned, Jun Chen was holding two plates in his hands and putting them on the table.

It is the aroma of fish.

Jun Chen straightened up and looked at Yan Luo who was standing at the door, her eyes brightened slightly, although she still looked a little uncomfortable, but the two small snow-white ears on her head had already betrayed her master, she was cheerful trembling.

With a smile on his lips, Jun Chen pulled the chair away, "Come, eat, do you like fish?"

Of course I like it!Is there any cat who doesn't like fish?
The big eyes blinked and blinked, and the pair of ears on the head trembled again. He walked briskly to the edge of the chair and sat down.

On the contrary, she obediently tilted her head and swayed her two snow-white calves, waiting for Jun Chen to bring up the bowls and chopsticks.

He also didn't treat himself as an outsider.

Jun Chen wanted to laugh, but with joy in his eyes, he helped her pick up the fish bones and piled them on her plate as always.

The pink fish meat was stained with sauce, shining under the light, making Yan Luo, who hadn't eaten seasoned fish meat for a long time, couldn't help swallowing.

But what seemed to shine brighter was the guy next to him who was slowly peeling the fish.

It is obviously a very tedious job that makes people look a little embarrassed, but he does it extremely pleasing to the eye.

The meal didn't last long, and basically there was enough fish on the plate, so Jun Chen didn't move any more, and sat aside with his hands washed and looked at her with his chin resting.

A cool and dignified aura exuded from that clear face, making the provocative person in a trance.

Swallowing the last piece of fish in his mouth, Yan Luo blinked, "Aren't you going to eat?"

Before Jun Chen could speak, he saw the little girl in front of him sitting up straight, and said with a serious face, "It's impossible not to eat well."

Inexplicably, he remembered that the first time he arrived at the restaurant, the little white dumpling had crawled under his feet, biting his trouser leg, trying to drag him to eat.

The little white fur ball overlapped with the little girl in front of him, looking at the fish raised to his lips, Jun Chen slightly darkened his eyes.

This spoon was the one she used just now.

That pink mouth opened and closed, still murmuring something.

There is no irritability, but I feel comfortable physically and mentally.

When he opened his mouth to hold the spoon in his mouth, Yan Luo paused slightly.

'Ding——Jun Chen's blackening value -6 (22/100)'

Holding the handle of the spoon in her thin white hands, Yan Luo narrowed his eyes with a smile.

(End of this chapter)