Chen Chuqian came to [Bayi Chinese website www.zwdu8.me].

She squeezed in through the gap in the window with her light glass-colored eyes looking at the darkness. Her night vision ability allowed her to clearly see the man sitting on the sofa.

He sat there like a sculpture, his handsome face without a trace of expression, and he didn't turn on the light. He was in a dark and dirty way and didn't know how this person could sit there?

She shook her tail and slowly jumped down from the windowsill. As soon as her claws landed on, the light turned on. Li Hanyuan's dark eyes accurately captured it, and a faint curve was raised at the corner of her mouth.

"Qianqian."

He hooked his hand and felt relieved because his favorite cat came back.

Chen Chuqian laughed in his heart, and not only did he not pass, but instead sat down and began to lick his paws leisurely.

Her father was not so obedient!!

Li Hanyuan was not angry either. Mao was born with this kind of creature. He did his own thing and would never come and sway it.

So Li Hanyuan could only surrender to his cat owner, walked over and bent down to hold the cat in his arms.

It has a soft touch. The fur of this cat is softer than any cat I have ever touched before. It feels like clouds and cotton, making people feel happy.

My little body is as warm as a stove. As I breathe, my belly is slightly undulating. I can feel that this is a living creature.

Li Hanyuan hugged it into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator door and let it choose.

Then the cat owner decided on dinner for him, and Li Hanyuan rolled up his sleeves and cooked.

Rolling the sleeves to the forearm, revealing the firm and tight wrists. Li Hanyuan's skin was very white, and the light was even whiter and brighter. He tied his apron and bent down. His knife was neat and his knife was cut into thin slices, and his size and thickness were very even.

The eyes that were usually only used to aim and stare at the monster were staring deeply at the temperature in the oil pan. A strand of dark hair slipped down and added a touch of vividness to the forehead.

Li Hanyuan looked up at the cat and asked, "Is it a little spicy or not too spicy?"

Chen Chuqian sat on the floor-to-ceiling cabinet next to the stove, his tail hooked comfortably, and his light glass-colored eyes stared at the wok and meowed.

The man raised his lips and chuckled, his dark eyes fell, his thick eyelashes scattered a fine shadow, his nose was high, and the lines under the light became softer. Without the coldness of hunting alien species in the daytime, he felt as if he had sunglasses all over the floor.

It's really pleasing to the eye.

Chen Chuqian admired quietly.

It would be nice to smile like this all the time, but it was cold on weekdays. Occasionally, it would make people feel more precious.

Even though he was stir-frying, Li Hanyuan could still take the time to rub the cat's head. He was satisfied with the touch of his fingertips. After the dish was fried, the cat came over and smelled it. Then he sneezes because of the spicy taste.

It's so cute, even sneezing.

Li Hanyuan held the plate in his left hand and picked up the cat with his right hand, and placed the two on the dining table together.

The rice was steamed, and the small plate was served. The dishes were covered on the rice. Li Hanyuan even tied a bib for the cat with serious consequences. Chen Chuqian awkwardly rubbed it with his claws. Seeing that he couldn't get it off, he could only eat with his head.

All of this pleased Li Hanyuan. He has always lived alone. Suddenly a cat like a human broke in. In this cold room, there was no longer only himself, but two lives.

From then on, the room was no longer cold.

Li Hanyuan lowered his head to eat, and the sharp lines gradually became soft.

ps:

Chen Chuqian: So it’s your father who is raising you, do you understand?!
Chapter completed!