Chapter 567: milk

Being stared at by so many pairs of hot eyes, Qin Yi was not nervous at all, but rather leisurely, as if he was having a picnic.
Qin Yi cooked slowly. She didn't want to make too much complicated at this late hour, so she cooked a pot like this, like a hodgepodge.
Don't look at the hodgepodge name, but it is very fragrant.
Thinking about it, Qin Yi took out a few boxes of milk from his backpack and threw them to the three people on the side. "First, drink some cushions, and wait a while."
This made everyone's eyes hot again. At this moment, they looked at Qin Yi's backpack like a treasure chest, isn't it? This backpack doesn't look big, there is nothing in it.
Feng Qingge and Wang Wenwen were not polite to Qin at all, and drank after taking it. Huang Ying was a little cramped and was at a loss with the milk.
Feng Qingge took a few sips of "gufugudu", the faint milk scent made her squint her eyes in a good mood, ah, she hasn't drunk authentic milk for a long time, and the Star Continent also has milk, but no matter how delicious it is, She doesn't even feel that smell.
Feng Qingge drank a carton of milk heroically, and saw Huang Ying squeeze the milk in her hand, but did not move.
"What's wrong, don't you like milk?" Qin Yi also noticed and asked softly.
For Huang Ying, Qin Yi had a good impression. The little girl, although a little cowardly, was very good in nature, at least for the three of them.
Qin Yi is such a person. If others treat her well, with a little kindness, she will double it back to her.
Just like the current Huang Ying.
"No, no, I'm just a little touched." Huang Ying said as her eyes turned red.
She was really moved. No one has ever treated her so well, especially after the end of the world, she knew how precious this milk is, but she gave it to her so easily.
Qin Yi didn't speak. The little guy was young, but he was obviously malnourished. At first glance, his life was bad.
"Can I not drink it? I want to leave it to my brother." Huang Ying asked Qin Yi.
Qin Yi smiled lightly, as bright as a spring in March, "Of course you can, you can handle it yourself."
Huang Ying's eyes lit up when she heard it, and then carefully put away the milk, like a baby.
In fact, it is indeed a baby.
As soon as Huang Ying finished harvesting, she saw Qin Yi threw another thing at her. She instinctively caught it, it was milk.
Huang Ying was startled, and then looked at Qin Yi.
What caught the eye was the profile of the young Qingjun, who was perfectly white and crystal-like like a fine suet jade.
Huang Ying suddenly felt that this young man was like a light, illuminating her black and white world.
"Drink." The boy's voice couldn't say how enthusiastic, cold and indifferent, but it was unexpectedly warm.
Huang Ying smiled and agreed, then took a sip, faintly smelling of milk, she liked it very much.
Many men stared at Huang Ying with round eyes, and many people wanted to it.
Among them, Brother Yang Jin was particularly greedy. Her triangular eyes were full of greed and she couldn't wait to grab it directly, but she was afraid of Qin Yi's strength and did not dare to move.
In fact, the most important thing is that she didn't see the ancient city moving, so she didn't dare to move.
In this way, without Yang Jindi's harassment, Qin Yi and the four enjoyed a very rich dinner.
Of course, if you can ignore the dozens of pairs of big eyes with 100,000 watts of power.
Fortunately, the night passed without incident.