CHAPTER 575: CHAPTER 495: A TIGER MUST HAVE ITS DIGNITY

Little Sixth immediately protested:

"Young Madam, I’m a kid too!"

"Little Seventh is the real kid here, not you. You’ve already gone through the rites of passage, haven’t you? Little Seventh is definitely still pure and innocent—we need to protect that purity."

Little Sixth looked utterly unconvinced:

"I’m pure too!"

"This isn’t up for discussion. You’re going, end of story."

Little Sixth: "Young Madam, you’re playing favorites!"

Qin Miaomiao responded with complete confidence:

"You’re only just realizing this now? Little Seventh has always been the darling of the bodyguard team—it’s only natural to spoil him a bit."

Little Sixth: .....

Ouch! Brother, this favoritism stings!

He decided he had to rebel!

Just then, Qin Miaomiao turned her head and in the sweetest tone asked Little Seventh:

"Little Seventh, what should we eat tonight? Japanese cuisine sound good? I think sashimi would be great. Oh, but you know, I’ve heard fugu fish is super delicious. Wanna try it?"

"Sure thing, Young Madam."

Little Seventh shot Little Sixth a mischievous look. Well, can you blame him? He was just so cute and such a good cook—it made his beloved status untouchable.

Little Seventh’s position as the team’s favorite was solid as a rock, utterly unshakable.

"I want some too!"

Little Sixth raised his hand. Qin Miaomiao gave him a sidelong glance:

"Wanna eat? Still going to accuse me of favoritism?"

"Definitely not!"

"Now that’s a good boy. Alright, go keep an eye on those two people."

"Got it!"

He obediently went to work, determined to wrap up quickly so he could hurry back for a taste of sashimi and fugu. Just imagining the delicacies made his mouth water.

Little Xiaobai came out—a white tiger cub that was growing incredibly fast. In just a short time, it had already gotten bigger again. It padded over to Qin Miaomiao, rubbing against her and flopping down at her feet.

Occasionally, it would stand up on its hind legs, pawing at her pants.

Her pants were on the verge of being clawed off by the tiger cub.

"Stop that! What’ll I do if you tear my pants?"

Little Xiaobai let out a soft "awoo" that made it look exactly like an oversized, clingy house cat.

Qin Miaomiao had no choice but to stroke its fur and soothe it: "You have to behave. In a couple of days, I’ll take you to see Da Bai. How’s that sound?"

"Awoo."

Meeting mom? How exciting!

Overcome with excitement, Little Xiaobai started frolicking, running circles around her. Qin Miaomiao sat on the couch, writing a script, while Little Xiaobai jumped up onto the sofa, snuggling close to her. Now and then, it let out an "awoo" or lifted its head to give her hand a lick.

The tiny barbs on its tongue felt soft and delicate. Watching her and the white tiger cub together was a harmonious scene—a bit like seeing someone raise a slightly oversized cat.

Lu Qing returned and caught sight of this. He stood still for a moment, lost in thought.

Out of nowhere, he commented:

"If you keep raising it like this, it’s probably going to lose all its ferocity."

Qin Miaomiao looked up: "Huh?"

"It’s a tiger—it should have the dignity of a tiger. Stay with you for too long, and it’ll get assimilated, lose its edge."

Qin Miaomiao tilted her head at him: "Are you talking about the tiger, or about me?"

"Let’s send it to Ninth Uncle’s place to stay for a while."

"No way. I need Little Xiaobai. With it around, I feel so safe! Hugging it is like holding a fluffy cloud—it’s so comfy. Besides, once our manor renovations are done, there’ll be plenty of space for it and Xiao Bai to run wild."

Lu Qing sat down nearby and patted Little Xiaobai’s bottom. The tiger cub instantly sprang up and lunged straight at him. Its sharp teeth gleamed as its mouth opened wide, looking genuinely terrifying!