Chapter 154 Me, the little mouse, am stuffed! Orange, why aren't you eating? (1/2)

Yan Yu brought out plates of seafood that were still chilled by the air conditioning in the room and placed them on the table.

The shrimp are crystal clear, the ice jade clam is warm and smooth like jade, and the red-scaled fish slices are cut as thin as cicada wings, each slice gleaming with an enticing luster.

"start!"

Ruan Tang couldn't wait any longer. She stretched out her little hand, precisely picked up a piece of red-scaled fish with her chopsticks, and quickly dipped it in the boiling milky white soup.

The fish fillets curled up instantly, their red scales slightly charred, and the flesh tender and white.

She dipped it in Yan Yu's specially prepared sauce and couldn't wait to put it in her mouth.

"Hmm!"

Ruan Tang's eyes narrowed into slits with happiness, and her little feet curled up comfortably under the table.

The fish melts in your mouth, its exquisite freshness blending with spiritual energy to create a warm current that instantly washes over your entire body.

So comfortable!

Yan Yu barely touched his chopsticks, his eyes fixed on her.

He used a slotted spoon to scoop up several bright red prawns, his slender fingers quickly peeling off the shells, piling the plump, bouncy prawn meat into the small bowl in front of Ruan Tang.

"Brother, you eat too!" Ruan Tang's cheeks were stuffed full, and her words were muffled, like a little hamster stealing food.

You eat first.

Yan Yu's voice was deep as he picked up another jade clam that had just opened its shell, skillfully scooped out the plump clam meat, and put it back into her small bowl.

Under the table, Xiaobai also has his own little pot.

It was clinging tightly to a spirit shrimp that was bigger than its head with its two front paws, and was munching away, its mouth dripping with oil, while its stardust tail swung excitedly behind it.

Only Big Orange and a little tiger lay pitifully in the farthest corner of the wall.

It had gained sentience, and that domineering fragrance seemed to penetrate its very soul, making its heart, liver, and lungs tremble with desire.

But it dared not eat it.

Its ordinary tiger body would churn violently if it ate anything imbued with spiritual energy.

"Meow..."

The orange cat let out a pitiful cry, stretched out its paw, and weakly pawed at the dried fish that Yan Yu had fed it that morning.

What was once a tiger's favorite food now smells no different from chewing dry firewood.

It raised its head and, with its big, round orange eyes, gave a resentful look to the man and the mouse who were eating heartily, and then to the man who was only focused on feeding the little girl.

This home, in the end, could no longer accommodate an ordinary tiger.

The orange cat, filled with grief and indignation, buried its entire face in its paws and shut itself off.

Although it made little noise, it was still noticed by Ruan Tang, who was thoroughly satisfied with her meal.

She was still chewing on the bouncy shrimp meat, her big, watery almond-shaped eyes blinked, and she looked at the self-destructive orange ball of fur in the corner. Her heart softened instantly.

She swallowed what was in her mouth, reached out her little hand, tugged at Yan Yu's sleeve, and shook it gently.

Yan Yu immediately stopped peeling the shells, turned his head to look at her, his gaze so focused that it seemed as if she was the only person in his world.

“Brother,” Ruan Tang pointed to the big orange cat in the corner and whispered, “How about… you form a spirit pet contract with the big orange cat?”

Yan Yu looked in the direction she was pointing.

The usually majestic orange cat was now curled up in a ball, its entire back view filled with the sorrow of being "abandoned by the whole world".

He knew the girl had softened her heart.

In this house, there is no "no" to anything she says.

He nodded almost without hesitation, his voice low and firm.

"good."