"Senior, perhaps you shouldn't feed it noodles anymore, they're really not suitable for feeding."
Gu An watched as the noodles bulged out from its big eyes, the anger tinged with despair and the despair with grievance.
He had no choice but to persuade Chu Meng to let go of the other party.
"Isn't it eating quite a lot?" Chu Meng put away the plate and said.
"Is it possible that it doesn't like to eat them?" Gu An tried to ask.
"Then what does it eat?" Chu Meng curiously asked.
"Maybe fish feed?" Gu An tentatively suggested.
"It doesn't look like a proper fish, would it eat fish feed?" Chu Meng was skeptical.
Gu An was somewhat puzzled, "How is it not proper?"
"Would a proper one steal this?" Chu Meng said and took out a new bellyband to throw to Gu An.
This time it was blue.
Gu An, who caught it subconsciously, smelled the fragrance.
He clumsily threw the object back.
