The cat wants to be pampered, and the godly husband feeds the little dried fish madly!

After Ye Shishi went in, she put the little gray cat on the carpet in the living room.

"Hey, stay here for now, my sister will go and find out if there is anything that can be used as a cat bed for you."

"Meow~"

The little gray cat obediently climbed onto the sofa, found a cushion by itself, sat down comfortably, and nestled on it.

When Su Zihe pushed the shopping cart into the house, Lu Fengqing was already waiting for him in the corridor, holding three boxes of instant noodles in his hand.

Lu Fengqing asked anxiously:

"You didn't tell her, did you?"

"what?"

"It's her, I'm here, you didn't say it?"

Su Zihe slowly pushed the cart to the snack cabinet, began to put food in an orderly manner, and uttered two words with a grin:
"you guess."

Lu Fengqing, who was waiting anxiously at first, suddenly became angry when he saw this slow death:
"Do you think I want to guess or not?"

When Su Zihe heard Lu Fengqing's gloomy voice, he immediately turned his head to look, and sure enough, nothing good happened.

Lu Fengqing was pulling a painting with one hand, his eyes were full of complacency.

Su Zihe glanced at it and ignored it, then continued to serve food.

Lu Fengqing was taken aback for a moment, this guy, these works of art are as precious as life, why isn't it working?
Lu Fengqing pulled the frame again and shook it, and heard the sound of the frame loosening on the wall.

Su Zihe said indifferently:

"This is a fake. I have hidden the real one, so it won't threaten me."

"!"

No wonder, with an indifferent expression on his face, it turns out that this is fake, okay!
Lu Fengqing turned his head and glanced at the vase beside him, Su Zihe shook his head slowly and continued to put snacks.

"You guys are too stupid, are you replacing them with fakes?"

Su Zihe shrugged directly at Lu Fengqing.

"I can't bear it anymore, let's cook the noodles."

Without saying a word, Lu Fengqing went straight into the kitchen with a swollen face.

Su Zihe glanced at the back, laughing like crazy.

"Heh, Lugou, you still want to fight me."

Just as Lu Fengqing went in, he walked out in a hurry.

"Sugou, what do you see in my hand?"

Su Zihe saw Lu Fengqing holding his blue and white porcelain cup, his heart trembled, and he said calmly:

"This is my drinking cup, what are you doing with it?"

Lu Fengqing nodded and shrugged:

"The cup you drink from can't be fake. Don't think I'm so stupid."

"Fake."

"Oh, a fake? It won't hurt you, so let's fall."

Lu Fengqing raised his hand, looking as if he was about to fall:

"Oh, don't, don't... This is my house, why tell her, I definitely won't say it!"

When Lu Fengqing heard this, he suddenly calmed down, and he didn't forget to give Su Zihe a sigh of relief:

"If you said that earlier, you don't need to lose your dignity, do you?"

When Su Zihe heard it, the armrest of the shopping cart in his hand made a "click" sound and was crushed and fell off.

"You...! Eat my noodles, live in my room, and want to smash my beloved cup to death. It is a thousand-year-old baby! You vicious..."

When Lu Fengqing heard this, his face darkened, and he raised his cup again after putting down his hand...

"do not……"

"Say please."

Su Zihe replied without hesitation:
"Please!"

Lu Fengqing raised his head in satisfaction and laughed:

"Hmph, fight with me...hahaha..."

Su Zihe wanted to scold and strike at the same time, but because the cup was in Lu Fengqing's hand, he suppressed depressedly, and looked at Lu Fengqing resentfully and angrily.

Lu Fengqing felt a burst of gaze, suddenly stopped laughing, turned to look at the sofa in the living room, the little gray cat was sitting obediently on the side and looked at them:

"This cat, something is wrong..."