Shangguan Yu didn't particularly care, and after a good rub down and satisfying his hand-cravings, he placed Wen Xiao'ai on his lap.
Then, he picked up the milk bottle from the table beside him and handed it to her.
Wen Xiao'ai sat on Shangguan Yu's lap, her fur so fluffed up it might explode, and her sharp little claws now fully visible.
If Shangguan Yu had not let her go just now, she would have definitely scratched him.
"Are you angry?"
Shangguan Yu, holding the milk bottle, poked her little mouth with the nipple.
Wen Xiao'ai glared at him resentfully, her eyes filled with anger.
"Really angry, huh?" Shangguan Yu hadn't expected this kitten to be so sensitive to teasing.
Ignoring him, Wen Xiao'ai glared for a while before turning and jumping directly onto the table.
She didn't even want the milk bottle anymore and angrily grabbed a chip, eating it while watching a cartoon.
