[BL] When I Became The Villain's Cat | ✓

Chapter 4

After retching, Qin Mian frowned and poured the porridge into the trash can. Then he picked up his phone and opened the browser.

He typed in the browser: How long does it take to cook rice porridge?

After browsing, he typed in the browser: What do cats eat?

After reading this, enter others.

Qin Mian just looked at his phone until dawn. He yawned and stood up, then went to the kitchen to wash the pots... wash rice and make porridge.

Apparently even though the refrigerator was filled with all kinds of meat, he still stubbornly believed that the best food for cats is rice porridge.

This time there was no bitter smell in the air, and the fragrance of rice filled the kitchen and then rushed to the living room. Click, Qin Mian turned off the fire, took out a bowl of porridge and placed it on the dining table.

Then he got up and walked towards the bedroom. As expected, he went to call Ji Shicheng for breakfast.

When I was in bed, half of my body was in the quilt and half of my body was outside the quilt, sleeping with my back stretched out.

He was dug out, and Qin Mian's voice sounded above his head: "It's time to eat Huahua."

Who is Huahua? Qin Mian was definitely not calling him. Ji Shicheng continued to sleep, even though he was trapped under the creaking nest, he did not open his eyes.

Then he heard Qin Mian's annoyed whisper: "Well, I forgot."

What did he forget? The next second, Ji Shicheng was picked up by the back of his neck, and he nestled into Qin Mian's warm chest.

Qin Mian supported him with one hand and said as he walked: "This is the right thing."

Ji Shicheng: "..."

Very good, he is awake.

Ji Shicheng smelled the fragrance as soon as he came out of the bedroom. He was a little confused when he was placed on the dining table, because there was a bowl of white porridge in front of him.

After buying so much meat last night, why did Qin Mian let him drink porridge?

Qin Mian was sitting on the dining chair, holding his chin and yawning. He said to Ji Shicheng, "Eat it. I'll take you out for a walk after eating."

When he heard that he could go out, Ji Shicheng cheered up.

The white porridge in front of me looks good and looks very appetizing. Thinking back to the white porridge last night and looking at the bowl in front of me, this should be the takeaway ordered by Qin Mian.

He took a tentative taste and it burned his tongue.

Although he wanted to have the guts to pretend that nothing happened, he still subconsciously shook his head and made a sound.

Ji Shicheng sighed, it turned out that cats cannot eat food that is too hot.

"Is it burned?" Qin Mian reached out and pulled Ji Shicheng away, opening his mouth to check.

Qin Mian's movements were too sudden and aggressive, and Ji Shicheng's body instinctively struggled.

"Crack--" The cat's claw left a red mark on Qin Mian's chin.

Ji Shicheng's pupils shrank, and he kept waving his claws without moving. The surroundings were eerily quiet.

At this time, a big palm came towards his head, and Ji Shicheng closed his eyes forcefully.