"Qingyou, you seem to have scared Zhizhi," Jiang Xuyan coughed.
The kitten's response was a look of disdain.
How could he be scared by Song Qingyou's gaze?
Nonsense!
Jiang Xuyan scratched his head: "I always feel that this cat hates me very much."
Yu Muhuai: "Teacher Jiang can remove the 'always feel' part."
"AI, I quite like Zhizhi." Jiang Xuyan sighed, "Qingyou, if I go back and buy a box of high-quality cat food for Zhizhi, do you think it will like me a little?"
"You'll have to ask Zhizhi." Song Qingyou raised her eyebrows.
At this moment, Zhizhi was sitting upright. Whenever Jiang Xuyan tried to approach him, he would look up at him. His eyes contained the message: 'Stupid human, don't come near me!'
He was clearly small, and he still had to raise his head when he looked at people, but he gave people a feeling of being condescending.
"It seems that Brother Jiang has no chance," Song Qingyou smiled.
