"It's all my fault. I wanted to pour water for him to drink, but I almost accidentally wet him. I was clumsy..."
"It's okay, it was just an accident. Don't blame yourself." With such a woman, even if you are angry at something, you will never get angry.
At this time, Xia Houhuan'er had already washed up and came out. When she saw the untouched breakfast on the table, she sat down unceremoniously and ate happily.
She's hungry now, so I'll wait until she's full before talking about anything else.
And Dongfang Xing sat in front of the window, continuing to read another newspaper elegantly and leisurely. The atmosphere was so harmonious.
The Persian cat helped Cang Ying in and threw him aside. He ran to Xiahou Huan'er with a smile on his face: "Master, this is the breakfast I made. Do you like it?"
Xiahou Huan'er nodded and praised without hesitation: "Yes, it tastes very good. I like it. Thank you for the breakfast."
The Persian cat looked at her with satisfaction: "Then I will make breakfast for the owner every day from now on."
When Xiahou Huan'er, who was eating omelette, heard her words, she got excited and a piece of omelette got stuck in her throat. She immediately grabbed her throat and started coughing.
"Master, what's wrong with you?" The Persian cat panicked when she saw her suddenly coughing.
"Water... cough cough... give me water... cough cough cough..." Xiahou Huan'er's face turned red from holding it in.
"I'll pour it right away." The Persian cat went to pour the water anxiously.
Dongfang Xingteng stood up, walked quickly behind her, held her shoulders with one hand, and patted her back hard with the other hand.
The strong momentum knocked out the egg stuck in her throat, but it also beat her almost to the point of vomiting blood.
Damn it, wasn't she just stuck by the egg? Should he use so much force?
Seeing that she was fine, Dongfang Xing returned to his seat and sat down, continuing to read the newspaper expressionlessly.
"Master, are you feeling better?" the Persian cat poured a glass of warm water over and asked worriedly.
Xiahou Huan'er took the water glass and drank a few sips until her throat felt comfortable. Then she waved and said, "It's okay."
The Persian cat was relieved and said: "Master, be careful when eating."
Xiahou Huan'er wiped the corners of her mouth with a napkin and resolutely refused to eat while talking.
She looked at the Persian cat and saw that she looked like she was wearing something or not. She felt uneasy in her heart. She didn't know if Master Xing would have any thoughts after seeing her like this. It was really a nuisance and he couldn't stay by his side.
.
"You are a free man now. You can go wherever you want without following me."
The Persian cat panicked: "Master, I don't want to go anywhere. I just want to be with my master. Don't abandon me. Master, please don't abandon me..."
As he spoke, tears came again.
"Hey, don't pee like a horse. I hate it when people cry in front of me." Isn't that sinful? Why does she have to follow her? She's not a handsome guy, and she can't be eaten.
The Persian cat turned around silently and walked to the kitchen.
What was she doing in the kitchen?
Xiahou Huan'er frowned, and she quickly came out with a shiny, sharp kitchen knife in her hand.
She was startled and asked warily: "Why did you bring the kitchen knife out?" Could it be that she didn't want to take her in, so she just used the kitchen knife to chop her.
The Persian cat bit its lower lip, pushed the handle of the kitchen knife forward, and said aggrievedly: "You are my master, if you don't take me away, you will kill me with your own hands."
