With a ding, the heating time of the microwave oven is over, and when the door is opened, it is steaming, and the smell of pork lingers in the air.

Qiqi picked up a fried dumpling with his fingers, blew it vigorously, handed it to Dudu, and advised: "Eat slowly, be careful of scalding." ”

Dudu, who took the food, happily opened his mouth and took a bite, but the wrinkles between his eyebrows still did not disperse.

Qiqi nodded his brows, "When you meet new friends, it is inevitable that there will be a period of adaptation, especially for people who have been independent for a long time, they will be wary of strange faces who walk into their own space, and we need to pay more patience and care for them to let them open their hearts." ”

After Tan Tan was made into Buddha beads, he stayed alone for hundreds of years, and even when he first came to Qiqi's side, he only fulfilled his basic obligations and didn't say a word.

Later, it may be because of Qiqi's daily nagging, the influence of powerful spiritual power, and after transforming into a human form, he recognized Qiqi as the master. But Qiqi can see that she is still a child and misses home, but she can't go back.

After a pause, he seemed to understand something, his brows furrowed, and he gave Qiqi a thoughtful smile.

Qiqi tilted his head and smiled, and ran out of the kitchen. As soon as she came out, she saw Tan Tan rolling around with a yoga ball.

"Tan Tan, eat fried dumplings." Qiqi leaned over, put the porcelain plate on the dining table, and by the way, pinched a fried dumpling and put it in his mouth.

Tan Tan slammed away the yoga ball, squatted on the chair, pinched the fried dumplings one by one, and the innocent single eyelid shone brilliantly.

The dark yellow crispy underside has been softened by the heat, which affects the taste, but does not affect the eating of sandalwood in the slightest.

At a certain moment, Qiqi seemed to see her childhood self in her, and she smiled, could it be that she was assimilating her.

A plate of fried dumplings was almost wiped out by Tan Tan alone, and Qi Qi didn't move much because he wanted to keep his stomach and taste the medicinal chicken soup that was simmering in the kitchen.

Michael still maintained the posture of Qiqi going to the kitchen, as if he was asleep and motionless. Jojo's chin was on the sofa, his eyes were dark and grape-like for a while, he looked at Michael smartly, whimpered softly, and grinned like a flower for a while, sticking out his tongue to get Michael's attention.

But Michael seemed to have made up his mind, ignored her, and closed his eyes comfortably.

Qiqi looked at the poor Qiaoqiao, looked at the arrogant and indifferent Michael, pulled Qiaoqiao, squatted down, and whispered: "You made him angry?" ”

Her hairy ears hung weakly, and her face, which was like a bitter melon, stretched out her front paws, rubbed back and forth on the ground, and nodded.

Michael seems to be difficult to get along with, but in fact, he cares very much about the people who come into his heart, and he says bad words in his mouth, but he rarely really loses his temper. He was coquettish and cute in front of his relatives, one was wet with rain and dew, and he got food, and the other was to repay his kindness sincerely.

Qiqi thought to himself, the things that could make him and Qiaoqiao have trouble must have something to do with him, he seemed to be guarding her against hurting the Qi family at any time, no matter what she did, he hoped that she could keep a distance from the Qi family.

"For a cat with this personality, put some delicious food, let him go down the steps, if he continues to hold the posture, you treat him as air, and after a few days, he can't help but look for you." Seven Qi erected a shielding barrier.

"If you're bored, you can play with Dudu and Tantan, and besides, I can take you out with other cats and dogs." With this sentence, Qiqi deliberately raised his voice when he withdrew from the enchantment.