Chapter 367 Feed Me
After paying the bill, Gan Sisi deliberately asked Mr. Shovel to pack the things separately, she carried the food, and asked Bai Chengan to carry a big bag full of TT.

After going out, he found Mr. Zonggong lazily taking a nap at the door.

Gan Sisi tiptoed over, squatted beside Lord Zonggong, and smoothed her hair.

Although Mr. Zonggong is very domineering and cold when he is awake, but when he closes his eyes and squats on the ground to sleep, he is like a white fluffy snowball.

Bai Cheng'an watched Gan Sisi play with the cat, put the things on the table at the door, sat down, and patiently watched the interaction between the person and the cat.

"Master Zonggong enjoys good fortune and longevity!" Gan Sisi murmured the dog-legged slogan in her mouth, and when the Persian cat opened her eyes, she asked flatteringly: "Do you want milk, sir?

The Persian cat raised its head arrogantly, and its eyes fell lazily on the milk in Gan Sisi's hand. Its expression seemed to say: Mortals, hurry up and offer your milk to honor me!
The revolutionary friendship between Gan Sisi and the Persian cat has been going on for several years. With just a glance from the Persian cat, Diandian immediately took out the milk, opened it, poured it in the palm of his hand considerately, and respectfully delivered it to the Persian cat's mouth.

The little pink tongue poked out and licked dry Sisi's palm, and then the cat made a purring sound from its throat, it seemed that Mr. Zong Gong was very satisfied with the taste of milk.

Gan Sisi hurriedly brought her palms closer, and the Persian cat stood up, and slowly drank milk from Gan Sisi's palms. When she was about to finish licking, she raised her head to look at Gan Sisi, and motioned for her to drink milk...

Bai Cheng'an's eyebrows twitched when he saw it!

This cat has really become a genius!
Not to mention its eyes and demeanor... it resembles a human being, and even the way its paws rest on Gan Sisi's hand looks like a queen being supported by a servant...

Seeing that Gan Sisi has served the Persian cat and drank a lot of milk, Bai Cheng'an is very tasty.

Thinking that he is recognized by the state, legally protected, and a genuine husband with a license to work, but he is not even as good as a cat!
When did Gan Sisi feed him milk like this?
The man cleared his throat and coughed, trying in vain to attract Qiansi's attention: "Cough...I'm thirsty..."

Gan Sisi, who was concentrating on feeding the Persian cat and drinking milk, didn't even bother to raise her head: "Aren't there so many kinds of water and drinks sold inside?"

Bai Chengan's mouth twitched.

The man took a deep breath, forced back his displeasure, and asked Qiansi as calmly as possible: "I want to drink milk, the one in your hand..."

Gan Sisi had already fed the Persian cat a lot, and she hadn't had a sip yet. When she heard Bai Cheng'an's request, she was a little unhappy: "Go in and buy another bottle yourself! There are not many left in this bottle!"

These words made the man's entire handsome face turn green, and he just fell in love with the dry screw: "I bought the milk, and I drink it if I want it!"

Otherwise, in a marriage relationship, economic income determines the right to speak!
Drying her mouth, she reluctantly handed the milk bottle to Bai Cheng'an: "Here—"

The man sat on the spot as motionless as a mountain, looked at Gan Sisi without blinking, and demanded word by word: "Hey—I—"

The corner of Gan Sisi's mouth twitched: "You're not Mr. Zonggong, you want me to feed you?"

The man's face was very ugly, and he repeated through gritted teeth: "Hey me!"

(End of this chapter)

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