Immortal Loves Cat Also

Wen Yue was also angry with her and went straight to bed with her eyes closed. Early the next morning, Qingwu ran out after breakfast and practiced in the bamboo forest all morning. For several days, she stayed in the bamboo forest to practice except when she went back to eat and sleep.

She and Wen Yue were in a cold war until that morning, when she was about to run out after dinner, Wen Yue shouted.

"Wen Xiaomiao."

Qingwu stopped, hesitated and turned back to look at Wen Yue. His eyes flashed and didn't dare to look at him.

Wen Yue doesn't care, or he doesn't care about the cold war these days. It can be said that it has always been Qingwu's unilateral cold war.

Qingwu didn't make a sound or approach him, so he stood in place and looked aside.

"Your little fish is dry. Would you like to eat it?" Wen Yue chuckled and took a box from the bodyguard. Before the box was opened, Qingwu smelled the smell of dried fish in the box.

Her eyes were immediately attracted to the past. She watched Wen Yue open the box, revealing that it was full of dried fish. She could eat one at a time.

Qingwu subconsciously wants to swallow his saliva, but soon realizes something. He looks up at Wen Yue and still doesn't move.

"Wen Xiaomiao, why do you want to eat small fish?" Wen Yue cleans his hands, takes a small fish out of the box, shakes it in front of Qingwu, and seduces her openly.

Qingwu's eyes followed the small fish in his hand. Finally, he looked at him and shouted, "meow?" Can't you eat fish today after eating dried fish?

If so, Qingwu will turn around and leave without hesitation. She eats the fish in one bite. It's not fun at all. She can't even eat enough.

Wen Yue saw her mind at a glance. He smiled helplessly. Instead of answering her question, he asked, "Wen Xiaomiao, are you still angry?"

Qingwu's body was stiff, and he deviated his head. He didn't make a sound. Was he angry? Not necessarily, she was just wondering about shyness. She didn't know why she was shy or what the appearance of this emotion represented.

She has been thinking about these two questions these days.

"Meow ~" Qingwu shouted softly, without negation or affirmation. She licked her hair and walked in place for a few steps. She couldn't stay any longer. If she didn't look at the face of the small fish, she might have left long ago.

"Come here." Wen Yue waved to her. Qingwu paused for a moment. He slowly walked over, stood in front of him and looked up at him. Wen Yue stretched out his hand to pick her up and handed the dried fish in his hand to her mouth.

Qingwu didn't open his mouth, but looked at him hesitantly.

Wen Yue looked at the hesitation in her eyes, shook his head and smiled: "dried fish is a snack for you, not in it."

As soon as he finished, Qingwu immediately opened her mouth and ate the dried fish. After eating, she narrowed her eyes with satisfaction, rubbed on the back of Wen Yue's hand, looked up at him, and her eyes were full of desire.

Wen Yue raised his eyebrows. "Will you be angry in the future?"

"Meow!" who will lose his temper when there are fish to eat? Qingwu tilted his head and continued to rub on the back of his hand. He looked very clever.

Wen Yue couldn't help it. He reached out and rubbed her head, smiled and handed a small dried fish to her mouth.

Qingwu opened his mouth to eat, licked his mouth after eating, and then continued to look at him.