Feng Jiao boiled the eliminated chicken bones into soup, added japonica fairy rice and minced chicken breasts to make porridge, and used to feed the little white tiger, and then began to get busy.

She marinated the chicken wings with seasonings and prepared to take them out for cooking at noon tomorrow.

As for the deboned chicken, she added Qin pepper and ginger slices to make spicy chicken.

In addition to the spicy chicken, she also made refreshing cucumber rolls and cold salad with small vermilion.

After lunch was ready, the little white tiger was still asleep in the space, probably full of food, and knew that he had met a good person, and someone would take care of him, so that the little guy could completely relax his mind, so he slept very soundly.

Anyway, the little white tiger can only eat liquid food at present, so Feng Jiao sat down in the enchantment and began to have lunch with the black cat.

She put the same dish in front of the black cat and served him a bowl of rice.

The little guy was clearly still angry.

When eating, I didn't even touch those delicious dishes, just lowered my head and grabbed the rice vigorously.

Seeing this, Feng Jiao twitched the corners of her mouth and began to pick up vegetables for him.

He eats whatever she gives him, obviously a cat, but now he is like a little hamster, with bulging cheeks and chewing constantly.

"Ah Ling, are you still angry? What the hell are you angry about? She asked as she served him food.

"Humph!" He snorted coldly, just lowered his head to eat, and didn't look up at her.

She thought for a moment and asked, "Is it because I picked up that little white tiger?" ”

In response to her, there was another cold snort: "Humph! ”

A certain emperor lowered his head, and emotions mixed with grievances, depression, and so on circulated in those emerald eyes.

You know that?!

Now that you know, why do you have to pick up that white lotus!

"You...... You're a little angry, right? You can rest assured that you will not lose your share of food. If you want to eat the egg skin siu mai, I can also wait until I have pork here before I make it for you. Feng Jiao said with some puzzlement.

The black cat gritted its teeth.

Hmph, you little chef, you think this gentleman is just for that little bit of food?!

The thought that popped into his head startled him.

Isn't the reason why he follows the little chef is to be able to eat well and sleep soundly?!

Can ...... now

It seems that something has changed over time.

A strange feeling that he had never felt before spread in his heart, and instead of answering, the black cat held the bowl with his little paws, turned his body to the other side, and turned his back to Feng Jiao.

Feng Jiao twitched the corners of her mouth when she saw this.

Why is this cold and arrogant meow immortal so difficult to coax, he really wants his own life.

Since there is no way to communicate, then you can only feed.

She walked in front of the black cat with the plate of spicy chicken in her hand, and continued to serve vegetables to the little one.

"What do you think of the dishes I made today?"

"Are there any dishes you cook that are not delicious?" He asked rhetorically without looking up.

"Really? If you like it, it's fine. I will make it for you often in the future. ”

Feng Jiao said as she raised her hand and brushed it twice on the black cat's head.

She was about to withdraw her hand, but he held it down when he stretched out his little claws.

"That, I'll touch it for you in the future, can you not always touch that little white tiger......"