Captain Qin extremely hated milk’s unique flavor, it was weird, without any way of describing it, he hated it and avoided it.

“…” I’ll just drink.

“Meow~”

A snow-white fluffy paw that carried a slight chill, the meat pads lightly pressed on Qin Xiao’s wrist.

The snow-white cat eagerly and longingly stared at the milk; its small gaze was like a newborn fawn.

Wet and overflowing with longing, the cat’s misty eyes were pitiful, Qin Xiao’s heart moved: “You want to drink?”

The Persian cat walked up two steps; its two paws hugged the big glass cup.

Bai Xia Xia stuck to the cold glass with her chest in a very restraint manner. If she moved further up, she worried that her fur would fall into the milk, Wasteful.

A small gaze that was obedient and soft, was just pitifully nailed on you and staring at you.

Her small pink nose was moist, Bai Xia Xia used her tongue to lick her nose, “If it weren’t for you, I would not drink.”

Bai Xia Xia’s attitude towards milk was that it was not essential, not liking it too much, but if she really had to drink it, she did not care either.

When she was studying in middle school, she did not have money in her hands, she wished to grow taller, and especially longed to drink milk.

Unfortunately, she did not have that opportunity. When she grew up, could earn money, and was able to drink milk, her height was already fixed, and drinking milk became useless.

She only took it as psychological comfort.

The snow-white cat paw heavily patted Qin Xiao’s arm in contempt: “How old are you, to still not like drinking milk.”

One human, one cat, like a chicken talking with a duck, Bai Xia Xia’s outer appearance’s deceiving value was extremely high.

The meowing sound that entered Qin Xiao’s ears was soft, it carried some coquettishness and longing.

And made people’s hearts melt into water.

His hand stroked Bai Xia Xia’s smooth fur, all the way to the end. It was so comfortable that Bai Xia Xia’s long puffy tail waved back and forth, after straightening, it curved back into small circles.

“You, a cat, and one that isn’t wounded at that too, drink what milk? You’re so delicate!” Guo Chao Ming had gone to order the milk with Song Bei, who knew how many rounds of running he had done.

Fresh milk was lacking and expensive, Song Bei had cut into the line to get it for Qin Xiao, and that was only because the people there had considered that Qin Xiao was a soldier of the nation, especially communicating with the people at the back, to arrange it in advance for Qin Xiao.

Bai Xia Xia’s head moved to the front, pasting onto the milk cup’s rim.

Its two paws were overbearingly circled around the glass cup, and the whole cat was sitting while lying on it.

Nestled in Qin Xiao’s thigh, it held on for life, and it was also shamelessly meowing without stop!

“Who wants to drink, what I’m doing is sacrificing myself for my poop shovel officer! Tsundere guy who doesn’t say what he means, you’re so shy, to even not be willing to say that you don’t like to drink milk, really!”

Bai Xia Xia looked at Qin Xiao, under her cat face was an expression of impatience for not meeting her expectations: You want to keep appearances, but you’ve gone too far.

The kitty met with Qin Xiao’s slightly curved dark pupils, the cold, handsome young man’s eyebrows had softened a lot, and hint of smile was faintly exposed.

Seeming like it had relaxed a bit compared to the stiffness from just now.

Bai Xia Xia suddenly recalled, the introduction of Qin Xiao in the quest.

— — Maybe it’s not because he likes to keep appearances, or that he doesn’t want to say it. It may be because he’s too harsh on himself. He’ll accept everything, no matter if he likes or dislikes them, it’s all because he does not care about his own feelings.

As simple as that.

No wonder ah, to be cold enough to even disregard his own life. But it was this exact Qin Xiao, who because he discovered the trail of Old Liao, had charged over without caring about his life, only for the sake of finding clues, to save the women and children that were being trafficked.

Just thinking about it makes people distressed.

Bai Xia Xia did not know why Qin Xiao became like this.

The kitty was like it was hugging a big treasure, it used more strength to hug the milk cup.

It intentionally moved its butt back, not letting Qin Xiao take it away.

Its emerald green and azure eyes reflected the handsome young man’s face that was still pale and sickly.

For just a moment. Qin Xiao seemed to have seen care and distress in this cat’s eyes.

“Old Qin, don’t indulge it so much, why would cats drink milk?” It’s too wasteful! It was not that Guo Chao Ming was stingy, fresh milk was not easy to preserve, their colonel had spent a lot of effort to arrange for half a month’s worth.

If it were not because Qin Xiao had lost too much blood, and that his vitality had been seriously damaged, Colonel Song would not have been willing either.

For people like them, even they were not willing to drink for themselves.

If it was given to drink to a cat, Guo Chao Ming would feel very regretful.

Qin Xiao lightly pursed his lips, Colonel looks after me in every possible way, out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at that cup of milk, and then said in a low voice: “Let’s do this, get a paper cup, give it a bit.”

Qin Xiao did not want to let down the colonel’s goodwill, fresh milk was difficult to procure, he understood that very clearly.

Guo Chao Ming glanced at the small fellow that was tightly hugging the milk for dear life like it was hugging a treasure, Bai Xia Xia was afraid that Guo Chao Ming would not be happy, so she pitifully looked at him.

That small appearance, was extremely pitiful: “Meow…”

The softest tone, the cutest expression. Its white whiskers slightly quivered, but the truth was, what Bai Xia Xia said was: “You bastard! So what if I’m a cat? Cats also have dignity! Saying that it’s wasteful in front of my face, are you looking down on meow!”

“I don’t covet milk at all, it’s just…” It’s just, I suddenly feel that Qin Xiao is very pitiful.

Guo Chao Ming: So cute that my HP bar is already empty!

The small cat’s tip of the tail was soft and fluffy, its ears were pressed into airplane ears.

The pitiful energy, it was just too soft. Its meaty paws were tightly holding on the quilt, its appearance of drooling over the milk was both annoying and funny.

Comrade Guo’s heart softened a bit… his finger poked at the small cat’s thin and soft ear, he pinched the ears and pulled them to the back: “In the future, you can’t act cute.”

“Just this once, okay?”

“It’s not good for cats to drink milk, drinking too much will not be good.”

The paper cup was put on the table, Bai Xia Xia’s fluffy paws held up the glass cup, she refused Guo Chao Ming’s help.

She very steadily poured the milk.

She wanted to complete her quest; it was necessary to pour half of it.

If Guo Chao Ming poured the milk, Bai Xia Xia did not have to think about it, she would only get a meager sip.

Translator’s comments:

Qin Xiao is still a baby inside, jk.