Chapter 83

Originally, only Qiao Rong's name was written on the first page of the notebook, but now, under the name, there is a line of chic and elegant characters inexplicably.

"There are trees in the mountains, Xiqing is interested, the stars last night are just like you."

Qiao Rong's fingers unconsciously touched the ink-colored handwriting, and as the fingers moved slowly, she read out the line of writing word by word.

Qiao Rong knew that this poem was a confession to the person she admired, but she didn't know who wrote it in her notebook.

Just looking at the handwriting, Qiao Rong felt familiar, but after thinking hard for a long time, she didn't remember whose handwriting it was.

But Qiao Rong is sure that it must be someone she knows, otherwise, the handwriting will not look more and more familiar.

But Qiao Rong thought about it again, she opened the notebook before class, there was no such line on this page at that time, why did it appear here out of thin air now?

Just when Qiao Rong couldn't figure it out, there was a sudden 'woo meow' sound from the balcony, Qiao Rong had no choice but to quickly withdraw her thoughts and look towards the balcony.

It turned out that the speechless kitten was hungry and was calling Qiao Rong to feed it.

Qiao Rong shook her head helplessly and could only put aside the matter at hand, and prepare the milk powder for Wuyu first.

She came to the kitchen, found the milk powder specially made for the little Naimiao in the refrigerator, and prepared the milk powder step by step according to the steps Wen Changqing had taught her before.

First pour the milk powder into a small porcelain bowl, then pour some hot water, and then stir it evenly with a small spoon, and a bowl of milk-flavored cat food is ready.

Qiao Rong was about to bring a small hot bowl to the living room, but she suddenly remembered that Wen Changqing had told her before that the water used to make milk powder must be hot water, but cats cannot accept too hot temperatures, especially those like Wuyu. The puppies who are a few weeks old need to pay more attention.

So, during the short journey from the kitchen to the living room, Qiao Rong didn't forget to blow the milk to cool down, for fear that Wuyu would be burned.

Still lingering on the balcony, speechless, refusing to leave, seemed to smell the smell of rice, and ran towards Qiao Rong crawling and rolling.

Seeing Wuyu's silly and foolish look, Qiao Rong couldn't help but start to wonder, was it really a cat that Wen Changqing gave her?
Qiao Rong, who has never had a pet, doesn't know much about the habits of these animals.

But most of her friends are cat slaves and dog slaves. They often talk about their pets in her ears. Even if Qiao Rong is not interested, she has heard some rumors.

But why is Wuyu in her family different from the legendary cat?
It is said that cats are extremely cold animals, but no matter how Qiao Rong looked at them, she didn't think that this stupid and cute little thing was so cold.

On the contrary, its mother, the cat from Wen Changqing's family, seemed to fit the cat's high-cold image very well.

"Speechless, why don't you look like a cat at all?"

Wuyu gobbled up Xiangxiang, completely amused Qiao Rong, and she began to talk to a cat to herself.

I don't know if he understood Qiao Rong's words, Wu Yu, who was still eating, rolled his eyes at Qiao Rong while swallowing, as if he looked down on Qiao Rong who would ask such a question.

Qiao Rong was not only not angry when her cat rolled her eyes, but instead showed a very surprised expression.

"Oh my god, Wuyu can understand me? You are a magic cat!"

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