Qinghui stopped for a while, the little milk cat seemed to see hope, and the stumbling pace sped up a lot, and stumbled towards Qinghui.

Then he fell at Qinghui's feet.

Then the little paws softly hooked Qinghui's trouser legs, looking tired, lying on the ground panting.

Weak chickens.

Qinghui snorted.

Squat down.

Listening to Qinghui's evaluation, Qianjia couldn't help but speak, "This is still a cub, it's normal to be weak." ’

Qinghui raised his hand to poke the soft belly of the milk cat, and when he heard the words of the light coffee, he didn't think so, "When I was just born and was a cub, I had already beaten other swords, and I trembled and didn't dare to make a sound. ’

Qinghui poked his hand while tilting his little head sideways to open his mouth, his big eyes full of natural emotions.

Light coffee: ...... Okay, don't talk about it, I have a sense of picture when I say this.

The little milk cat was poked and meowed.

Then he carefully hugged Qinghui's hand, raised a pair of big eyes, looked at Qinghui, and carefully licked Qinghui's fingertips.

A flattering look.

Soft and well-behaved, his body was still trembling slightly because of the cold.

Poor little look, trying to seduce this completely unsympathetic guy to carry himself home.

The little paws kept hooking Qinghui's clothes, meowing one after another.

Qinghui lowered his eyes and looked at it for a long time, and finally lifted the little milk cat up in an unfamiliar way.

"Well, you can occasionally take in the younger brother."

Qinghui looked at it and muttered in a low voice, and the little milk cat meowed.

But since it's the younger brother.

Lord Spirit Sword's little brother also has to show his difference!

Qinghui opened his mouth and corrected.

"Whew."

The little milk cat tilted her head in confusion.

"Meow, meow?"

"Whew~!"

"Meow, huh?"

"Whew!" Qinghui nodded earnestly and gave affirmation.

"Meow...... Huh? ”

Kittens: ...... It's a bit hard for cats.

Suddenly there was a low laugh next to him.

Qinghui held the cat, sniffed again, turned his head, and looked to the side.

I saw that Tang Qing didn't know when he appeared next to him, and he didn't know how long he had been watching over there.

Qinghui's eyes instantly widened slightly, looked at him, thought about it, and said righteously, "You skipped class?!" ”

Tang Qing walked over and first glanced at the little milk cat in Qinghui's hand.

The little milk cat was obviously a little resistant to him, meowing and meowing twice, probably because Qinghui's actions just now gave it a sense of security, and it was careful not to touch Qinghui before, but now it shrank directly into Qinghui's arms.

Qinghui didn't hold it, so he let it hide in her arms all the way with her clothes, and her little head wanted to hide.

Qinghui: ......

Cowardice!

I'm afraid of a ghost.

Then the little milk cat was taken out by Qinghui again and forced to face Tang Qing.

Tang Qing couldn't help but chuckle.

Qi Yin responded in a low voice, raised his hand to take the things in Qinghui's hand, and said casually, "I'm leaving early for my girlfriend." ”

After all, the class is average, and the girlfriend who can't eat with a cold can't take a good rest, so she runs out to get the courier to buy things......

It's very anxious.

This is quite another feeling of wanting a beauty and not a country.

Qinghui raised his eyes in confusion.

I saw his serious face.

Hell knows how he could say something like that with such an expression.