MTL - Transmigrating into a 90’s Cat, I Want to Work for My Home Country-Chapter 63 The sixty-third cat (2)

I mean: "What do you say? I am clearly a kitten who has the courage to pursue love."

Two slender hands covered with thick calluses pressed against the poor cat's back, wrestling with each other. No one has any intention of going back.

Bai Xiaxia: "..." My hair! No shaving!

The snow-white Persian cat raised its face pitifully and looked at Song Tuantuan for help: "Tuantuan Tuantuan..."

The soft fufu of the cat's meow, the head of Song's smile deepened, and the black heart added a fire: "Comrade trainer, please bring Comrade Bai Xiaxia to the stage to accept the award."

The leaders in the back row of the desk saw the cat being held down by both hands. He Dongmiao's eyes turned to Song Bei - this black-hearted guy! Pick things up on purpose!

Comrade Guo and Captain Qin were deadlocked, and neither of them retreated.

Finally, the eyes fell on the face of the foolish cat.

Guo Chaoming smiled: "Little cute, who do you want to take you up there?"

"Today's award ceremony is a very important moment for your cat's life. Who do you want to go with you?" Captain Qin spoke slowly, his voice was hoarse, and there was a bit of cool air in his warmth.

Bai Xiaxia: "…"

woohoo!

Two handsome men in military uniforms with wide shoulders, narrow waist, high hips and long legs prayed to her at the same time, Bai Xia Xia tasted the taste of Shura Field for the first time.

Why do this to a cat?

I'm just a cat!

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