Master's Beautiful And Confident Wife

But it's not as hairy as before.

Without the cover of hair, it finally showed its true face. It has nothing to do with puffiness. It is really fat.

Mu Shinian frowned, thought for a while, took a can out of the cabinet, went to it, put the can in front of it, reached out and patted its head: "do you want to eat?"

The white haired tiger looked at it, and its eyes lit up obviously, but the next second, it retracted again, and one tail shook around, looking innocent.

Mu Shinian thought for a while, then went to get a can out and put it in front of it: "two are always OK. You can't have more. If you have more, I'll be found. Don't say one at that time. You can't eat cans for a while in the future."

The white haired tiger remained unmoved.

Mu Shinian vomited out, sat on the ground, held his chin, looked at it for a while and said, "well, if you really don't like it, I'll take it and throw it away. Don't regret it."

The white haired tiger stiffened and still didn't speak.

Mu Shinian sighed and said, "it's still beef. I remember you like this best. It's a pity."

The hair of the white haired tiger will stand up.

Mu Shinian looked at it calmly, picked up the two cans with a slight pick on the corner of his lips, and wanted to go away without looking back.

The stiffness of the white haired tiger's body is more obvious, and the frequency of tail shaking is higher and higher.

Finally, at the moment of hearing the door open, it felt that a string in its head was broken. It roared, ran quickly, jumped up, took the two cans, then turned around quickly, ran to the balcony, jumped and closed the door automatically.

Mu Shinian held her arm, leaned against the door frame, and looked at the sneaky figure outside the balcony with a smile. She smiled, walked over, opened the cabinet, opened a can, and then put it outside the balcony.

The white haired tiger looked up at her.

Mu Shinian held his arm and looked at the white haired tiger calmly. The corners of his lips raised an arc to laugh or not: "well, that's it. Don't make trouble. I know I'm wrong. I won't make your hair next time."

"I didn't know my skills would be so bad. I already know myself. I'll never use a knife on your head next time. Don't worry."

The white haired tiger shrunk his head and tail, popped out a head and looked at her. After two eyes, he ran over quickly with a cry. He hugged her thigh and rubbed his head against her.

Mu Shinian breathed out, raised his hand and patted his head. His smile was very gentle: "OK, go and eat."

The white tiger whined again and rubbed her for a few times before running over to eat the can.

Mu Shinian smiled and muttered at the bottom of his heart that it was so easy to cheat that two cans could be bought, or was it angry at the beginning to cheat two cans to eat?

Mu Shinian thought, and the corners of his lips slowly recalled a calm smile.

"Well, that's it. Don't be angry with me anymore."

The white haired tiger patronized and ate. He didn't listen to what mu Shinian was talking about. He hummed and continued to eat cans.

At ordinary times, he would give it two cans a week,