On the same day, Ajiu returned to the apartment with the mission.
When she pushed the door open, she smelled the fragrance of rice, as if someone was stir-frying something.
Alaska was squatting there, wagging its tail and trying its best to act cute toward the owner of the kitchen.
Bai Zhun did not change into his military uniform. He stood there with a straight posture and was holding a pot in his hand. When he heard that the door was opened, he raised his eyes and smiled at Ajiu.
Only then did she see clearly that the stir-fried cabbage was her favorite. Her tiger-like eyes were immediately wide open as she stood there dumbly and cutely, waiting for Bai Zhun to feed her.
He seemed to see the little monk from when he was young again. His brows were smiling, but he was afraid that the food was too hot. After picking up a piece of cabbage with his chopsticks, he blew it before feeding it to her mouth.