Don't let her move, protect her from sinking into quicksand.
Animals may not speak, but they understand human nature.
Thomas Shannon looked at Charlie River and commanded softly, "Prepare some water and meat."
It's already noon, and Gaby should be hungry too.
Charlie River understood the Young Master's intention, "Young Master, is it for Gaby to eat?"
"Hmm."
"Yes, I'll immediately have the kitchen prepare it."
Who would have thought, just after Thomas Shannon finished instructing, Harry, comfortably purring in his embrace, suddenly woke up.
It raised its claw, scratched Thomas Shannon's arm, and let out a howl.
Master, where's my dried small fish!
You can't be biased towards that big cat, Master!
Thomas Shannon snickered, grabbed Harry's beard with one hand, pulled twice, causing Harry to howl miserably, "Look at your physique, you don't need to eat, skip two meals as a diet."
Harry howled even more miserably, its face full of lost hope.
