Chapter 175 Today I successfully prevented him from committing suicide
Mo Yan opened the door and saw Nan Jia sleeping with her back against the wall and her arms and legs holding a medicine bottle.
She shook her head little by little.
But my limbs were holding the bottle tightly, fearing that the bottle would fall.
Was it waiting at the door for two hours? Just to make yourself take medicine?
Mo Yan didn't know what emotions he was feeling in his heart, and he felt a little strange.
Mo Yan kicked Nanjia to wake her up.
Nan Jia was sleepy-eyed. When she saw Mo Yan, she pushed the medicine bottle in her hand towards him.
“Let me eat?”
“Meow”
Mo Yan squatted down and said slowly: "If you can bring me the water glass, I will take the medicine."
Nan Jia frowned, he was just making things difficult for her.
The water glass was almost as heavy as her, and she couldn't hold it in her mouth.
Nan Jia thought for a moment, then she put the medicine bottle into Mo Yan's hand, then walked behind him and headbutted him.
Mo Yan was actually being pushed away by Nan Jia.
If Mo Yan didn't want to move, even if Nan Jia's head was bruised and bloody, Mo Yan wouldn't be able to move at all.
Of course Nan Jia also knew this, so she guessed that Mo Yan opened the door to take medicine, so she gave up Mo Yan's head, feeling very tired.
But Mo Yan couldn't stop.
He looked down at Nan Jia who was "passive and sabotaging" at the side, with a look like "If you don't push me, I won't leave."
Nan Jia sighed and had no choice but to push him.
Mo Yan went downstairs to take medicine, and Nan Jia was so tired that she collapsed on the floor.
Oh my god, the kitten is really exhausted.
She is still a little kitten! Why go through this.
Butler Wang reached out and touched Nanjia and encouraged: "Little dirty cat, you did so well. I will reward you with a cup of milk."
Reward milk?
Nanjia immediately jumped up. She rubbed her head against Butler Wang and meowed at him.
“Little dirty cat, so cute.” Butler Wang couldn’t help but rub her head.
Nanjia squinted her eyes and enjoyed his touch.
The atmosphere between the two of them was warm and loving, while Mo Yan was as cold as snow falling heavily over there.
Mo Yan's dark eyes stared at them coldly.
They got along very happily!
"Pa" Mo Yan suddenly put the water glass on the stool, he wanted to attract their attention.
But the two people turned their heads to look at Mo Yan, then turned their heads back, not caring what Mo Yan was doing.
For Butler Wang, as long as the young master doesn't pierce his body with dangerous objects, it doesn't matter even if he demolishes the entire house.
And Nanjia was tired, and she didn’t want to pay attention to that dog man anymore.
Being ignored, Mo Yan was very unhappy in his heart.
Looking at Nanjia, who was following Butler Wang to the kitchen, he was even more angry.
Mo Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he stood up and went to the kitchen.
Nan Jia buried her head in the small basin and ate loudly.
Nanjia got a headache when she heard Mo Yandi’s footsteps!
Sure enough, Mo Yan's mean voice came over immediately: "You are a cat, you are not a pig,"
Nan Jia ignored him at all and continued to eat his own food.
Go ahead, I won’t listen!
Steward Wang felt very pleased when he saw such energetic Mo Yan. The psychiatrist was right. Sure enough, small animals can alleviate Mo Yan's illness.
Butler Wang smiled and asked: "Master, are you hungry? Can I make you some shrimp and egg custard?"
Shrimp and egg custard? Nan Jia's face buried in the bowl immediately lifted up.
Her face was covered with milk, and she looked at Butler Wang eagerly. The longing in her eyes seemed to be like water dripping from her eyes.
Steward Wang didn’t see the urgency in Nan Jia’s eyes, but Mo Yan saw it.
Originally Mo Yan didn’t want to eat it, but since Nanjia expected it so much, how could he not eat it?
The corners of Mo Yan's mouth raised, and the upward arc was malicious: "Okay." Nan Jia looked at the milk in her bowl. She suddenly felt indifferent.
Nanjia stopped eating, she wanted to keep her stomach for shrimp and egg custard.
Hey, you can have some meat.
Nan Jia walked up to Butler Wang and followed him closely.
Mo Yan sneered inwardly, this silly cat doesn’t even know who to bribe?
He is the oldest in the family, and pleasing him is the most important thing!
Butler Wang also listened to his words. If he doesn't let Butler Wang give her food for a while, can she eat it?
Nan Jia was hanging around Butler Wang to increase his presence.
Steward Wang cracked the eggs into the bowl. When he turned to get the shrimp, he almost stepped on Nan Jia.
Mo Yan’s pupils shrank suddenly.
Butler Wang hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold the cooking table without stepping on it.
He was so frightened that his heart beat faster: "Little dirty cat, why are you at my feet? Stay away from me, I will step on you."
"Meow meow meow" Nan Jia shouted at him
Seeing that she still refused to leave, Mo Yan stepped forward and picked up her crotch, grabbing her and walking out.
Mo Yan's tone was slightly cold: "Are you stupid? You were almost trampled to death."
"Meow" She didn't know that Butler Wang would suddenly turn around.
“You still dare to talk back?”
Facing Mo Yan’s sullen eyes, Nan Jia chose to shut up.
Okay, I won’t talk anymore. Let’s go to the head office.
But Mo Yan was not satisfied: "Why don't you speak? Do you want to resist me with silence?"
Nan Jia was also convinced and bared her teeth at Mo Yan.
This man is really annoying! How can you still be making trouble unreasonably?
Can you still show your teeth? It seems that there is no mental trauma!
Mo Yan sat on a chair in the dining room, and he put Nan Jia on another chair.
On the chair, perhaps influenced by the cat’s habits, Nanjia had a great time chasing her tail.
Mo Yan raised his eyebrows and put his hand between Nan Jia and Tai Wei with bad intentions.
As expected, Nan Jia was a little confused as soon as he bumped into him. Nan Jia just lay on the ground and stopped.
Mo Yan reached out and poked Nan Jia's back: "Hey, why didn't you run away?"
Nan Jia raised her eyelids slightly, too lazy to pay attention to him.
What to run for? Don't think that she didn't know, he just waited for her to run and then stopped her.
This guy is so boring.
Mo Yan reached out and fiddled with Nan Jia's limbs and head again. She was like a dead corpse, no matter how much Mo Yan fiddled with her, she didn't respond at all.
Nan Jia didn’t respond, and Mo Yan found it boring after playing for a while.
At this time, Butler Wang brought out the shrimp and egg custard: "Young master, you can eat it."
Nanjia stood up instantly, but even with her height, she couldn't see the table.
Mo Yan went too far. He was afraid that Nanjia wouldn't be able to smell the delicious food. He put his hand on top of the egg custard and moved it left and right. He fanned the scent of the egg custard and shrimp in the direction of Nanjia.
Nanjia was a little anxious when she smelled the fragrance.
Mo Yan turned his head and looked at Nan Jia, who was particularly lively. He said quietly: "Aren't you pretending to be dead?"
Nan Jia pretended that he didn't understand. Anyway, he was a cat and couldn't understand. It’s normal to understand people’s words.
Nan Jia jumped on Mo Yan and rubbed her body against Mo Yan’s abdomen.
"Meow, meow"
The sound of milk makes people feel soft in their hearts, and they want to give her everything she wants.
Mo Yan scooped out a large piece of beaten egg custard with a spoon. It was obvious that there were a lot of shrimps in the spoon.
“Want to eat?”
(End of this chapter)