Chapter 1150

Jiang Chan pursed her lips and smiled, "you're right. Xiaoporcelain was an excellent accident. I'll cook first. It seems that we'll have dinner tonight."

"OK, I'll install the cat house and cat climbing rack." Zhao Ruibin brought two big bags. When he was in the living room, many small accessories such as wood plates, screws and so on were scattered.

Jiang Chan went into the kitchen with xiaosanhua and looked at the ingredients in the fridge. Jiang Chan Yang said, "it's easier to have dinner. A fried shrimp with celery, a fried pork with fresh bamboo shoots, and a laver soup. Is that all right?"

"No problem!"

Watching Jiang Chan peel shrimps by the pool with her head down, Xiao porcelain jumps onto Jiang Chan's head in twos and threes. For convenience, Jiang Chan turns her long hair into a bun. Xiao porcelain happens to sit on Jiang Chan's bun and sits steadily.

Jiang Chan shook her head and saw that the kitten was sitting steadily. She didn't drive it either.

Listening to the sound of cooking in the kitchen, he was busy in the living room. Zhao Ruibin suddenly felt that this kind of day was really warm, which made him feel nostalgic.

If he gets married in the future, Zhao Ruibin will screw the screw and continue to be busy with his own affairs. These things can wait until the program is over. Just spend the program first.

Although Ye Zhiwei is stingy with himself, he is really willing to give up the kitten. When watching the cat climb the rack, he doesn't blink and clenches his teeth and says that he wants the best.

After it is assembled, the cat climbing frame will be pushed to the ceiling. The cat's nest is placed in a corner of the TV cabinet in the living room. However, Jiang Chan estimated that the kitten would not stay in the cat's nest. She must sleep with her at night.

After installing the cat toilet and putting the cat litter, Zhao Ruibin's work is over, and Jiang Chan's dinner is ready. She was making cat food for the kitten.

There is chicken breast in the fridge. Just now, Jiang Chan peeled shrimp, blanched the broccoli carrots and other vegetables, stirred them up, added corn flour and fish oil, and the prototype of cat food came out.

Zhao Ruibin came to the kitchen to wash his hands: "what is this?"

Jiang Chan: "I checked the information on the Internet and felt that cat food was not very good, so I made it myself. It was fast and convenient."

With some oil on her hand, Jiang Chan measured Xiaoci's body shape and rubbed the cat food into a ball the size of a table tennis ball. When they are all done, there are only eight dumplings, which is estimated to be enough for two days.

"At this moment, let's eat first. This cat food will be steamed for 20 minutes."

Zhao Ruibin: "OK, I'm just a little hungry."

Watching Jiang Chan and Zhao Ruibin eat, Xiao porcelain is in a hurry. Where's meow? Meow wants to eat too! It screamed at ginger cicada, and its ears fluttered.

Jiang Chan pinched his little ear and said, "yours is still making. If you wait, I'll make you fish balls tomorrow."

Maybe she was comforted by Jiang Chan. Xiaoporcelain lay quietly on the chair beside her. Just when she smelled the fresh smell in the kitchen, the kitten couldn't lie down.

It stood up, stretched a big stretch, and then gently jumped out of the chair. Although it was in a hurry, it still ran gracefully to the kitchen.

Jiang Chan put down her chopsticks. "I'll take out the cat rice ball and see if it's greedy."

Zhao Ruibin: "I'll come. It must be very hot just out of the pot."

Jiang Chan Kwai went to the living room and took the small porcelain bowl to the kitchen. Zhao Ruibin quickly put two cat rice and vegetable roll in it. "Will it be a little bit too?"

"Give one first. It's still small. It's estimated that you can't finish two."

"The cat rice is really delicious. I want to taste it." the closer I get, the more I smell the fresh smell.

"There are chicken breast, shrimp, egg yolk and other ingredients in it. It really smells delicious. Give it to the kitten when it's cool. The cat can't eat it too hot."

Bring the cat's rice ball. Jiang Chan uses a small spoon to disperse the rice ball, and then puts it in front of the kitten. The kitten has been anxious for a long time. His head is buried in the bowl, he doesn't lift the ground, and his tail is still swinging unconsciously.

After dinner, Jiang Chan moved to the computer and changed the script at the tea table in front of the sofa. Zhao Ruibin also sat down at the tea table after cleaning the kitchen. He wanted to make courseware for tomorrow's class.

Zhao Ruibin is a senior lecturer in a training institution. He teaches English, IELTS and TOEFL. Sometimes he can also teach postgraduate entrance examination English. Jiang Chan thinks Zhao Ruibin is really excellent at this age.

He and Jiang Chan occupied one end of the tea table respectively. They sat cross legged on the carpet. The little porcelain with a full stomach came slowly, looked at this and that, and finally jumped onto the tea table and nestled between them.

There was nothing else in the living room. I just heard the sound of two people knocking on the keyboard and the occasional snoring of kittens. It was quiet and peaceful.

The clock unknowingly pointed to ten o'clock, and none of the guests came back. Zhao Ruibin gently pushed the computer aside and pinched his eyebrows: "it seems that everyone has a good time today."

Jiang Chan looked at the computer without blinking: "maybe, are you busy?"

"Well, there's only a little finishing part left in the previous courseware. It's just finished. How about you?"

"I'm almost finished today. I'll hurry up and write it out later."

Jiang Chan didn't understand very well, but Zhao Ruibin understood. He held xiaoporcelain sleeping on the tea table, perhaps because he was full. Xiaoporcelain gave Zhao Ruibin face this time.

It turned over in the palm of Zhao Ruibin's hand. Its small claws held Zhao Ruibin's fingers, and its round belly pressed on Zhao Ruibin's palm.

Zhao Ruibin's eyes at Xiaoci were soft and dripping water, and his fingers carefully touched Xiaoci's fur.

Jiang Chan closed the computer. "If you scratch its neck and chin, it should like it."

This is her cat rolling experience, which is the case with Mo mo. Speaking of ink, Jiang Chan suddenly felt that she had ignored ink too much? The little cat also has cat food. Her ink can only follow her to the canteen all day.

No, after her college entrance examination, she must make good compensation for ink. Other kittens have it, and so does her ink.

With one hand on the sofa, Jiang Chan tilted her head and looked at Zhao Ruibin playing with xiaoporcelain. Her eyes at Zhao runbing were particularly calm. She would be much softer only when she looked at xiaoporcelain.

Ye Zhiwei sighed, "you really have concentration."

Jiang Chan was helpless: "no matter what he did, these are very common. There is really no need to enlarge them deliberately."

When Han Carrie and others came back, they happened to see this scene. They were sitting on the carpet in front of the sofa, one man rolling the cat and the other watching. The picture was not harmonious.

Han Carrie's eyes flashed: "Zhiwei Ruibin, you're all back? When did you come back?"

Zhao Ruibin took Tuo xiaoporcelain's body: "I arrived at five o'clock. I originally planned to go to the folk street again. Where do you know that we met this little guy just after we came out of Mingyue lake."