Chapter 8

Wen Yan poured tea on the father and ignored him.
"Su Mo Mo is not hurt, so good people are a little beauty, you are willing?" Tang Yan said with a smile, no matter whether Wen Yan took care of it.
Wen Yan replied coldly: "I don't know."
"Hey? You are too ruthless! Momo is more aware of your thoughts," he exclaimed exaggeratedly. "I said that the map is really good, but it is always a man. He can't do it when he passes the ancestors...

"Do you have cleansing?" Wen Yan looked cold and cut off his words and said.
When Tang Yi stunned, he subconsciously replied: "No."
"I have." He finished, stood up and went to the kitchen.
Tang Zhen thought for a moment, and soon reacted to what he was saying. He relied on his heart and looked at his back. He had to admit that he had some embarrassment, and that Wen Yan was also against the people in the kitchen.
Because the quantity and types of ingredients sold under the control of the military are limited, Luo Shitu picks ordinary food from the gentle space. He regrets that he can't play all the cooking skills in front of the old man. He can only try his best to make the dishes fine. .
When Wen Yan came in, Luo Shitu was cutting tomatoes.
His knife is very good, and his white fingers are lined with bright red tomato slices, which are clean and beautiful.
Wen Yan leaned on the door of the kitchen to see him.
The light green apron attached to the waist of Luo Shutu was picked by Wen Yan, embroidered with two white cats. The apron loosely knotted behind his waist, and somehow took the waist out of the taste. When he looked at it, he couldn’t help it.
"Hey!" Suddenly a heavy body, behind the familiar warmth, Luo Shidu almost cut his hand, did not sigh on the hands that buckled on the waist, "Why! Go out!"
The warmth is not resting, the chin is in his neck, and he is almost in his arms.
Luo Shitu did not know what kind of wind he was pumping. He put down the kitchen knife a little helplessly and said: "What are you doing? I am cooking."
The breathing in the neck is hot and humid, and it is itchy. Luo Shitu moved uncomfortably and didn't get a response. He had to say, "Twenty, are you hungry?" He said, picking up the pieces of tomato on the cutting board and putting it on his lips.
Wen Yan accepted the feeding from the good, slowly biting, and finally caught his fingertips before Luo Shutu took his hand.
The fingers were wrapped in a soft, warm, swaying moment, and the legs were soft and soft.
Wen Yan looked at his ears red, squinted his eyes around the finger, gently, until Luo Shitu returned to the moment when he was going to fry, only let go of the poor fingers and reached for him. The face kisses him.
It is not convenient to kiss like this. He has naturally turned Luo Shitu into the body, and pressed the person half on the stove. He carefully went from inside to outside.
"图图......"
"Well...?" Luo Shitu unconsciously licked his neck and replied.

Do you like me?

Luo Shitu is awake: "Hey?" He looked at the pair of dark-eyed eyes that were close at hand, very beautiful, deep as the night sky.
Wen Yan looked at him for a while, didn't ask again, and let go of his hand.
The lingering warm atmosphere gradually faded. Luo Shutu straightened up and lowered his head and flattened the wrinkled apron. He felt a little embarrassed. Just wanted to say something to ease it, and he heard the gentle and calm voice coming from the top of his head.
"Having eaten, I am going to the first district hospital."
Luo Shitu immediately looked up: "What are you going to the hospital? Are you injured?"
Wen Yan blocked the action he wanted to check, looked at his eyes and said: "Su Mo Mo is very hurt."
Luo Shitu took a look, watched him go out, and then turned and continued to cut tomatoes, but I didn’t know what it was like, but I felt awkward.
So, is he going to see Su Mo Mo? But how can I not know that their relationship is so good? Before the Ming Dynasty, the attitude was very cold. Was he enthusiasm when Laozi was not there?
Luo Shitu grabbed the kitchen knife and curbed his own divergent grievances. Anyway, it was just a role-playing task. He lost seriously and he didn't care!
He stunned his head and didn't know what he was depressed. He tried to slam the kitchen knife.
The unusual sound of the living room in the kitchen was clearly heard by the three people.
Tang Yan smirked and rushed to warmth: "What did you say to him? This is about to take the kitchen off."
Wen Yan half masks the long eyelashes, and there is a streamer in the eyes.
This meal has been done at noon, and the time spent and the big movements are the best in the kitchen life of Luo Shitu.
He made two soups, one vegetarian soup, one chicken stewed chicken, a plate of sweet and sour pork ribs, fried green pepper slices and tomato eggs, and the remaining mushrooms were diced and fried, and finally the melon ribs soup.
They are all home-cooked dishes, but they are full of color and flavor. With the soft-smelling rice, you can make your index finger move.
Father Wen is very surprised: "The Chinese cuisine you made is good!" It does not match the appearance of this kid.
Luo Shitu had seen similar expressions in a friend before, and he showed a pleasing smile. He explained: "Although my father is a Wester, I am a Chinese national. I grew up here since I was a child. My mother is very good at Chinese cuisine because I live alone, so she often comes to teach me."
"The picture shows good craftsmanship." Tang Yan smiled and gave him a piece of ribs, which he said.
Luo Shitu listened awkwardly and leaned over and said: "Don't call me that."
"Is the map still only called Wen Yan?" He half-smiling half-heartedly.
"...I have a name. My name is Luo."
Wen Yan looked at him and his expression was a little cold.
Luo Shutu went over and said, "You can call me Luo Shitu, the different way of the same journey." His left hand was placed under the table, his fingertips clung to the chair, a little pain.
"Different way? Good name..." Tang Yan looked at Wen Yan and laughed playfully.
Wen’s father coughed and knocked on the chopsticks:
Dining and eating, do you know what to eat?

Ordinary medical treatment of the affliction is almost no effect, so only a few healing abilities become scented, live in a district hospital, and are protected by the army along with underground research institutes. .
Su Mo Mo’s injury is serious. She is the highest third-level abilities. She is still dragging her delays, and others are helpless.
Luo Shitu stood outside the heavily guarded power grid, squatting inside the white building, and annoyedly kicked the banyan tree around him.
He is definitely not good at it! Say what you don't follow with Wen Yan, sneaking around... What's even worse is that you can't get in!
Two guards standing guard at the gate looked at it several times, and one of the guards patrolling outside the power grid came over.
"What?" The guard approached, and Luo Shitu looked at it. He was not very old, his eyes were fortitude, and his rank was still a major.
He stared at Luo Shitu and repeated it: "What do you do?"
Luo Shitu Zhangkou said: "#%&$?"
"...can't speak Chinese?" The major snorted briefly and his tone was doubtful.
As a political center, b is a common place for foreigners. However, since the end of the world, international diplomatic relations have not stabilized, and countries are not taking care of themselves. Therefore, these people, like Chinese people, can not only enjoy the preferential treatment of international friends, but even most of them are not as good as ordinary people. Chinese people. There are not many foreigners in the base who do not speak Chinese. They have not used it before. Now they have to learn simple communication in order to live.
He dismissed the gun, and the black hole's muzzle was aimed at Luo Shitu: "Less tricks! Honestly account!"
Luo Shitu is dumbfounded. How can he be shot if he doesn’t know the language? He smiled dryly: "Hey, brothers don't do this, let's have something to say..."
"Why come!"
The words that came out of the army were all screaming, and I heard that Luo Shutu’s heart was trembled, and there was a sense of tension facing the instructor. He said:
Report! I am looking for someone!

The major’s mouth twitched a bit:
No proof can’t be entered! Go back!

Luo Shitu quickly nodded and said that no one should rush to go back.
Before I even walked a few steps, I heard the shouting of the major Hong Liang: "Hey! Come back to me!"
He stopped and looked back.
Tang Yan was slowly coming from the distance from the major. The peach eyes smiled and waved at him.
Luo Shitu only hesitated for a second, and he waited in obedience in the same place, saying: "How come you?"
Tang snorted and said with deep meaning: "Do you want to ask Wen Yan not to come out?"
"..." Luo Shutu was silent for a while, clutching his hair and laughing, saying, "When he went to see Su Momo, how can it be so fast? Haha, people don't like him, ..."
"You don't mind? You are not a lover." Tang Yan looked at his eyes and said.
"Ah... forget it... probably it doesn't matter, well." Luo Shitu grabbed another curl and said softly.
Tang Yan’s gaze fell on the messy curls he had caught, and he couldn’t hold back. He raised his hand and wanted to give him a smooth, but he was consciously avoided by Luo Shitu.
He raised his eyebrows and changed the subject: "The military has recently encountered some tricky things. I am afraid that you and Wenyan have to go this mission."
Luo Shitu looked at him doubtfully.
"The city of Zombie appeared in the city of N." He said briefly and then smiled, with a little ridicule. "I like you very much. If you don't die, it seems that it is good to talk to you."
Luo Shitu thought slowly, this is... disguised confession?
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