"Ate... ate half a box of chips, half a bottle of milk, and half a bottle of AD Calcium Milk,"
Feeling the gaze on him growing sharper, Xiaocha lowered his head in fear.
Jun Moyan's eyebrows knitted together. He had only eaten these things all day?
Feeling that Jun Moyan seemed unhappy, Wen Xiao'ai cautiously tugged at his clothes.
"Meow."
He mewed softly, his little paw pointing in the direction from which the scent of food wafted.
Jun Moyan's eyes were deep as he looked at him, lost in thought.
After a few seconds, he stood up with him in his arms and walked towards the dining area.
At the dining table,
Watching the kitten eat with relish, a look of content on its face, Jun Moyan paused slightly in surprise.
Xiaocha beside him was so astonished she could barely speak.
"Third Young Master, this cat is too smart. It seems to understand human speech, and it can eat snacks and watch cartoons on its own..."
This cat was frighteningly smart.
