C80 Fight with the Cat

When Huo Simo walked into the kitchen, he saw Yang Xinqi cooking milk.

The white milk was bubbling, and Yang Xinqi was stirring it patiently.

Huo Simo walked over and wrapped his arms around her waist. "What's wrong? Have you found your conscience? Why did you wake up so early to make breakfast?"

Yang Xinqi patted Huo Simo's hand. " This is for the kitten. I will make breakfast for you later