Wow, I want to cry.

Oushiya carefully looked at Mr. King's expression, afraid that he would overturn the glass bowl.

At this moment, a small milk cat ran in from outside the villa. It circled around the corner of the table, as if it was begging for food.

Mr. King directly put the glass bowl in front of it, "Eat."

The little milk cat heard his gloomy voice, and immediately dropped her head to eat fish.

Wow, it's delicious. There is no fish bone yet, although the host is a little bad!

"!!!" Oushiya stood still.

Her painstaking fish bones were eaten by a cat with such relish. So Mr....