He Loved To Eat Meat

"Why are you torturing him again?" Jiang Yao ran back into the house and hugged Moe in her arms.

"He ate so much meat in one night. Shouldn't he go down for a walk to digest it?" Lu Xingzhi snorted. "He has legs. You're not allowed to carry him at any time!"

Then, he threw Moe back on the ground tyrannically; he held the leash in one hand and Jiang Yao in the other.

"He won't be able to stand it. He has a big appetite. Can you stop walking him?" Jiang Yao saw Moe's hopeless expression and did not have the heart to persuade Lu Xingzhi. Yet, for some reason, Jiang Yao felt that Lu Xingzhi wanted to drag Moe out for a walk on purpose.

It was as if he wanted to torture Moe.

"Cats can't eat greasy food. So tomorrow, I'll buy some dried fish and cat food for him." Lu Xingzhi held Jiang Yao's hand and went downstairs.