Interstellar Beast World: The Ferocious Beast Husband Has a Wild Mind

Chapter 162 Some cats are possessive

In addition to spending time in the water, the aquatic team also has a fixed amount of time each day to train on land.

Manzhu strolled over, her wicked gaze sweeping over Sang Qing, and she raised an eyebrow: "Not planning to practice today?"

Sang Qing shook her head. "I have things to do today, so I need to leave work early."

As she spoke, Sang Qing handed him a box of pastries and beckoned Omia and the others over, giving them the remaining boxes.

She's been learning shooting from the orcs of the Aquatic Team lately. Manju is idle at the institute and doesn't need to go on missions, so he occasionally gives her personal guidance.

Manju's marksmanship was excellent, and she taught him very carefully, from which Manju benefited greatly.

Although she had used guns in her previous life, she had not received professional and systematic training and had learned on her own. Her accuracy was average and could not compare to Manju, who could hit the target 100% of the time no matter how she fired.

Omia took the pastry, thanked them with a smile, and then took a bite herself. Her eyes lit up immediately.

"Delicious!" Omia praised without hesitation, handing the pastries to the other orcs, then turned to Sang Qing with curiosity, "Healer, did you make this?"

Sang Qing smiled and said, "No, it was Shi Ying who made it."

Omia's expression turned to surprise, "Lieutenant Colonel Shi can make pastries? Isn't he the best..."

Omia muttered the rest of her words aloud, but it was too noisy for Sang Qing to hear clearly.

But she heard the first sentence clearly, and after thinking for a moment, she said, "He must have only recently learned it."

It's highly likely that she tried Manju's pastries and thought they were delicious, so she learned to make them herself.

Manju held a piece of pastry in her hand, lowered her eyes and examined it for a long time, then suddenly curled her lips into a smile.

Among the boxes of pastries brought by the little female, there were cat paw and flower designs, but the most numerous were these small purple fish.

Manju pinched the fish's tail and bit off the head and half of the purple fish's body.

As your tongue rolls over the delicate cake, a subtle sweet aroma fills your mouth.

Yes, it's really good.

It is undeniable.

After slowly chewing and swallowing a piece of pastry, Omia and the other orcs chatted and laughed around Sang Qing for a while before gradually dispersing.

Manzhu rubbed the lingering fragrance between her fingertips and looked at Sang Qing with a deep gaze.

"Do the young females like cats?"

"Like it."

Sang Qing nodded frankly, turned to look at him, and still had a smile on her lips.

This is hardly a secret in the shelter.

Manju glanced at the seven delicate purple pastries remaining in the box, her finger tracing the edge of the solid wood box, her tone meaningful, "Some cats are quite possessive and reject other pets. What would you do?"

Manzhu took a step closer, stopping at a distance where she could clearly see Sang Qing's expression just by looking up.

Her eyes, still adorned with a few speckled scales, were slightly upturned at the corners, and her collectible turquoise eyes held a leisurely and intrigued look.

"Will you persuade him to get along well with other pets?"

"Should we ignore him and get another cat?"

"Little female?"

"I'll probably only keep one cat."

She wants to have a cat, and only wants to have one cat.

Therefore, this situation will not occur.

Manju was stunned, clearly not expecting this answer.

She looked up at Sang Qing, her clear, watery eyes answering his question earnestly.

"So what do you think of Shi Ying?"

Sang Qing was a little confused. "It's fine."

Sang Qing's answer was too calm, and Man Zhu suspected that he would get the same answer if he asked anyone else in the institute.

"What about me?" Manju wanted to find out.

Sang Qing gave him a puzzled look and said, "You're sick."

"..."

"Heh~" Manju chuckled softly.

“Little female~” Manju drawled, “You’re really funny.”

Sang Qing had long been used to it and could accept Man Zhu's occasional nonsensical remarks.

Manzhu, while eating Shiying's pastries, took one out and handed it to Sang Qing. Her fingers intentionally or unintentionally brushed against Sang Qing's palm, and her emerald eyes curved into a deep smile. "Little female, you'd better heal me as soon as possible. I still owe you an apology."

Then he walked away, seemingly in a good mood, or perhaps he had another wicked thought.

Sang Qing was too lazy to investigate, so she put the purple fish-shaped pastry in her mouth and took a bite.

It's really delicious, but unfortunately I can't eat too much.

Sang Qing ate as she walked away from the training ground and went back to finish her work for the day.

In the afternoon, Shi Ying came to pick up Sang Qing early.

Shi Ying stared at Sang Qing's hand, her brows furrowing. "You treated him again?"

Sang Qing fastened her seatbelt and looked up in confusion, "Who?"

Shi Ying pursed her lips, seemingly reluctant to speak, "Man, Zhu."

“No,” Sang Qing replied naturally, not understanding why Shi Ying asked that question.

How could it have been contaminated with the breath if no treatment was given?
hateful!

Shi Ying gritted her teeth and could only turn her head away to glare secretly at the gate of the shelter.

After a while, he turned around and took out a wet wipe for Sang Qing, his face grim: "Wipe it off."

Sang Qing tilted her head, took the card, and wiped the rearview mirror.

Then he looked at Shi Ying and asked, "Can we go now?"

Time and shadow stagnate.

He took out a wet wipe, pulled Sang Qing's hand over, and personally wiped her hands.

Sang Qing instinctively tried to pull her hand away, but Shi Ying gripped it even tighter and whispered a reprimand: "Don't move."

Sang Qing seemed to understand, but was also speechless.

Is Shi Ying's obsession with cleanliness intermittent?

Shi Ying held Sang Qing's hand and wiped it back and forth two or three times to make sure that the scent on it was so faint that it was almost undetectable before letting go of Sang Qing's hand.

Without saying a word, he started the hovercar.

Sang Qing turned her hands over, which had been wiped until they were cool. Her right palm was red, and she didn't know what to say.

So what if you didn't wash your hands after handling the pastries? Is it really that big of a deal?
To describe her using a modern term, she was fussy and picky.

Sang Qing glanced at Shi Ying's cold and aloof profile, too lazy to pay him any attention, and opened her personal terminal to send messages to Jiang Zhiyi and Jun Xinyue.

……

In the afternoon, the two arrived at Wutongyue as agreed.

"Baby, it's been so long, I've missed you terribly."

As soon as Sang Qing stepped out of the courtyard, she was greeted by Jun Xinyue's warm embrace.

She tried to dodge, but Shi Ying was standing behind her, so she couldn't.

Shi Ying, standing behind her, frowned almost imperceptibly, her clear gaze falling on Jun Xinyue's arm as she held Sang Qing.

Jun Xinyue quickly released Sang Qing and looked her up and down. "Oh my, Qingqing has become even more beautiful."

She scooped up a strand of her hair, "Your hair is so well-maintained."

When Jun Xinyue praises someone, her bright and captivating fox-like eyes make everyone feel that she is speaking from the heart, making it impossible for anyone to dislike her.

But when Jun Xinyue lifted her hair and was about to bring it close to her nose to smell it, Sang Qing couldn't help but twitch her lips and snatched the hair back.

Jun Xinyue's expression looked like she was looking at some pervert.

Jiang Zhi, who came out of the hovercar, chuckled and teased, "Qingqing, you've really caught Xinyue's eye. She likes females like you who are both sweet and salty and beautiful."

Sang Qing raised an eyebrow at Jiang Zhiyi: "...So this is why you two became friends?"

Jiang Zhiyi also has a quiet temperament, unlike Sang Qing's gentle and easygoing nature. She is a very gentle and beautiful woman from Jiangnan. However, as the legitimate daughter of the Duke's mansion, she still has the necessary sharpness, otherwise she would not be able to intimidate so many illegitimate sons and daughters in the mansion.

One sentence caused Jiang Zhiyi to freeze in shock.

Jun Xinyue burst into laughter, her expression lively. "Baby, what kind of look is that? I like men, or I'll sue you for defamation!"

"By the way, where is your excellent bodyguard?"

Jun Xinyue gently pressed Sang Qing's shoulder and walked around to her side, her gaze sweeping over Shi Ying behind her and glancing at the soldiers around them.

I'm back! Are you still there, my darlings?
Phew! It's finally over!
My darlings, you must take good care of your health. Good health is more important than anything else. Being sick is really unpleasant.

I'll get back into the swing of things and gradually resume updates after today.

However, I've been delayed by a lot lately, and I have to go for check-ups from time to time, so I might not be able to update regularly sometimes. But I will try my best. Thank you for your understanding, my darlings. I've read all the comments. Thank you for your support. Love you all!
The later plot may focus more on the relationship between the two. Feel free to give me any suggestions, I will read them and may even write them down.