"Okay, I've heard it if you promise. There are still four or five minutes left before the end. He Xiaoling, go to the training ground to see. As for Han Yao, go to the cafeteria to see what you eat today, and have more eyesight!"

Jiang Han understood what Han Yao naturally understood. He followed He Xiaoling out of the office. Han Yao and He Xiaoling parted ways downstairs.

Han Yao slowly headed towards the cafeteria. He didn't feel anything before. Now he has sat on the chair for so long and stood up and walked. Han Yao felt that his legs were about to be disconnected.

He endured the discomfort and entered the canteen gate. Han Yao stopped at the window. The middle-aged man she was cooking for him at noon, Luo Xianqing, the squad leader of the kitchen squad, saluted.

"Hello, squad leader!"

Luo Xianqing glanced at her, but the action of holding the sour plum soup on her hand did not stop.

"Why are you alone? The training is over?"

Han Yao shook his head with a smile.

"Not yet, I was punished by our instructor. After receiving the punishment, I came straight over. I'll see if there is anything I can help."

There was a faint sound of cats coming, and it seemed to be quite cheerful.

Luo Xianhuai shook the spoon in his hand.

"There is nothing to help you. If you don't serve a bowl of sour plum soup, drink it first."

As he said that, a bowl of sour plum soup was sent to Han Yao's hands, and Han Yao took it.

"Then thank you, the squad leader!"

Han Yao took the bowl of sour plum soup and sat down nearby. He drank more than half of his mouth in one breath. He took a comfortable breath and then slowly drank the rest.

The cat's meows in his ears became clearer and clearer. Han Yao looked for the place where the cat was like a brick, but unexpectedly, a cat jumped up on the table in front of him.

The yellow and white cat stared at her with a pair of slightly blue eyes. Seeing her looking over, she called out to her, and then licked her hand holding the bowl. Han Yao smiled and touched the cat's head.

The touch of his subordinate is so soft, a very good cat,

“So cute!”

Han Yao murmured quietly. The cat seemed to smell the sour plum soup, so he simply put his head into the bowl. All the sour plum soup that Han Yao hadn't finished just now entered its stomach.

'Meow!'

When the cat screamed, Han Yao was amused and laughed when he saw the empty bowl. He touched the cat twice to help it clear the hair, then got up and took the bowl back to the window.

"Squad leader, I'm sorry, why don't I wash this bowl?"

Luo Xianqing took the bowl from her hand and threw it to a cook who was working inside.

"Xiaobin, wash the bowl that Huahua licked!"

"I know the squad leader!"

The man named Xiaobin put down his work and went straight to wash the dishes. When he left, he didn't forget to look at Han Yao. Han Yao was seen inexplicably by him.

Suddenly, I felt that my clothes were heavier, and when I was hanging something on my back, the beggar cat lay on her shoulder.

Han Yao reached out to touch it, grabbed its chin and teased it, and it narrowed its eyes with pleasure.

Luo Xianqing smiled when he saw this scene, pointed to the cat on Han Yao's shoulder.

"I have kept it for two years and said it was for us to catch mice, but in the past two years, the people were scared a lot. This is the first time I saw it getting intimate with someone so quickly!"
Chapter completed!