"Eat...ate half a box of chips, half a bottle of milk, and half a bottle of AD calcium milk."
Feeling someone's gaze becoming sharper, Xiaocha lowered her head in fear.
Jun Moyan frowned, the entire day, and that was all she had eaten?
Sensing that Jun Moyan might be unhappy, Wen Xiao'ai carefully tugged at his clothes.
"Meow."
In a milky voice, she meowed and pointed her little paw in the direction from where the scent of food was coming.
Jun Moyan's eyes were profound as he looked at her, deep in thought.
A few seconds later, he stood up holding her and walked towards the dining area.
On the dining table,
seeing the little milk kitten eating with relish and satisfaction, Jun Moyan was slightly taken aback.
Xiaocha was also so astonished that she nearly couldn't speak.
"Third Master, this cat is too smart, she seems to understand human speech, can eat snacks on her own, watch cartoons..."
This cat was frighteningly intelligent.
