The adjutant sent Chi Zhao home and left. Chi Zhao walked in slowly with his small baggage. He was going to put the things away first, and then went downstairs to wait for Louis.
The system always felt that Chi Zhao was too devoted to the role of man/wife. It just wanted to remind Chi Zhao a few words, but an alarm sounded from the scanning signal.
[Host, Louis has returned. ¡¿
Chi Zhao's action of closing the door paused, he turned around, looked for Louis' figure everywhere, and finally saw him by the tall floor-to-ceiling window, at that time Louis also turned around, looking at him quietly, his gaze Quiet and complicated, with some meaning that Chi Zhao couldn't describe.
Chi Zhao threw the things aside casually, then unconsciously stretched his brows and eyes, "It's so fast, didn't you say you won't be back in two hours?"
Originally, there were supposed to be two hours left, but the low air pressure on Admiral West's body was so severe that even the prosecution felt so stressed that they didn't dare to be in the same room with him. As a result, the original lengthy procedure was streamlined and shortened from four hours to one hour. Finally, there was another procedure, which was to let Louis stand in front and swear to the national emblem of the empire, promising not to make such a mistake again, but Louis He didn't even look at the national emblem, and left Mission Port after hearing the final verdict.
The officers of the Military Inspection Department wanted to stop them, but they wanted to die even more
Louis's big hand was covering his temples, and it was gradually moving down. Louis' movements were very slow and gentle, and Chi Zhao had a trance feeling that he was being carefully cherished by others. He liked this feeling very much, so, He gently rubbed his cheek against Louis' palm.
The emotion in Louis' eyes immediately deepened a lot. The young man's expression was too warm, and he didn't want to scare him, so he lowered his eyes and squeezed all the emotions into his eyes.
Louis came back an hour ago, he opened his mouth, and after a few seconds of delay, he made a sound, " Miss me?"
After speaking, Louis realized that his vocal cords were so hoarse. He couldn't help but frowned, and Chi Zhao naturally heard his strangeness. He looked over with a little worry, and Louis smiled warmly, "I came back in a hurry, didn't No matter how I slept or didn't talk much, my voice just became like this, don't worry, I'm fine."
Only then did Chi Zhao's expression relax. After a pause, he nodded and answered Louis' last question, "Think."
This sentence is true, Shao Ze'an's body is very cold, his hands and feet are usually cold, and it takes a long time to cover the heat when he sleeps, and he is not very comfortable when he wakes up. Louis and him are simply two extremes. Louis' body temperature is several degrees higher than his. When hugged together, it is like a heater that can heat itself, so you don't have to worry about getting cold all night.
There was no Louis brand heater to hug him for two nights, and Chi Zhao felt something was wrong all over his body. He really missed Louis.
¡¾Heh, delicate earthlings. ¡¿
Chi Zhao: ""
Usually, when he heard him say this, Louis would have laughed happily. To the outside world, Louis was a cold and serious military officer, but when he faced Chi Zhao, all his emotions were written on his face, which was very easy to understand. But today, upon hearing his words, Louis just curled his lips slightly, and then said nothing else.
Chi Zhao couldn't help tilting his head. He felt that Louis was different from usual, and so was his hand, why he was always touching the position behind his ear.
Chi Zhao's position was a little sensitive, and he wanted to avoid it, but looking at Louis's appearance, he felt that if he avoided it, he would make Louis sad, so he kept silent, but he still couldn't bear it, so he didn't hide.
[I can't bear to use a hammer, hot chicken host, I knew you had fallen again!] Tell me, do you fall in love with the protagonist again? ¡¿
Chi Zhao: ""
He gritted his teeth and warned the system in his heart, "Don't peep at my thoughts anymore, or I'll go find a ghost movie to watch."
The system is very confused, is there any relationship between the two?
Chi Zhao sneered, "I'm most afraid of horror movies. When I'm scared, I can do thirty backflips in a row."
system:"¡¡"
The system lives in Chi Zhao's mind, and usually nothing happens, but if Chi Zhao is too emotional, it will suffer accordingly. It feels similar to a human being experiencing a plane crash.
The system shut up silently, and Chi looked at Louis, "Did something happen to the mission?"
Louis' expression made it clear that something was wrong. Chi Zhao's first reaction was that the situation was unfavorable, but judging by Louis' appearance, he was not injured. Chi Zhao was slightly relieved.
Louis nodded, followed his guess and said, "It's not going well. I'm a little tired, and I want to take a rest first."
&nWhen he was with Louis, Chi Zhao couldn't even raise the slightest bit of vigilance.
Therefore, he didn't know that Louis had been watching behind him for a while, until Louis pushed open the half-covered door, he turned his head quickly, looking a little flustered after being discovered.
Louis walked over and smiled at him, "Did you make it for me?"
Chi Zhao took a closer look at his expression, and then asked tentatively, "Are you feeling better?"
"Well, much better."
A teenager's concern is like a drug with fatal attraction, which makes him addicted and makes him sink into it unconsciously. Louis lowered his head slightly and placed a kiss on Chi Zhao's brow. The latter held a long-handled spoon and let him kiss without moving. After he withdrew, he looked to the other side uncomfortably, "It's not for you , I was just doing it for fun, dinner will be delivered in a while, you go out and wait."
With that said, Chi Zhao picked up the fried vegetables that had already been plated and prepared to dump them into the garbage channel.
It's too unpalatable. If you give this kind of food to people who are in a bad mood, even if you don't have depression, you can be driven into deep depression by this dish
Seeing that he was about to pour the vegetables, Louis snatched them quickly with quick eyesight and hands. Knowing that the boy was stubborn because he failed, he patted Chi Zhao's head, "I want to eat what you made today."
Nowadays, people still have kitchens at home, but there are very few people who cook. Now cooking has truly become an art, and there are few fireworks. After all, in this society, nutrient solutions are everywhere, and what is cheaper than fresh ingredients is not A star and a half.
Even if the rich can afford fresh ingredients, they don¡¯t cook them themselves. They hire specialized smart cooking companies. Three meals a day are delivered to their door at fixed times. They can also order what they want, which is very convenient. Louis is also in the same mode here. Although there is a kitchen at home, it basically has no other use except to come here to get fruit drinks.
Putting the two dishes on the bar, seeing that he really wanted to eat them, Chi Zhao looked at him helplessly, "It's terrible."
While speaking, Louis had already taken a bite, his expression remained unchanged at all, just like he usually eats other things.
In fact, Chi Zhao's cooking is not so unpalatable. He has a good grasp of ingredients and heat, but the combination of these few ingredients is not so satisfactory. It can be eaten, but don't expect it to taste so good. Regardless of whether it was the last world or this world, Chi Zhao ate the top-notch delicacies, so he naturally disliked the two dishes he made.
But here with Louis, in order to maintain his strength and increase his chances of survival, he has eaten all kinds of unpalatable things, so these two dishes are not so hard to swallow.
Seeing him take several mouthfuls without changing his face, Chi Zhao almost doubted his sense of taste. He sat next to Louis, looked at the dishes suspiciously, and then looked at Louis again, "Just try it, and I will have dinner later Woolen cloth."
After a while, Chi Zhao reached out to snatch his tableware, "You really plan to finish it all! I just didn't cook it well this time, and it will be delicious next time. Don't worry, it won't hurt my confidence. Stop eating."
Louis dodged flexibly, he looked at Chi Zhao, "Is this your first time cooking?"
Yes to the original owner, but not to him, Chi Zhao nodded hesitantly.
Seeing him nodding, Louis continued to take food calmly, and explained calmly by the way: "This is the first time you made it, so no matter what you say, I will finish it."
Chi Zhao wondered, "Why?" It's not like he won't do it in the future, as for?
"Because," Louis took a water glass from one side and took a sip of water calmly, "All your firsts are mine."
Chi Zhao: ""
System: Awesome.
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It must be he! Isn¡¯t the routine of this article obvious? First, it¡¯s sweet, then it¡¯s sweet, and then it¡¯s sweet. Other people¡¯s sugar is poisonous. Here, there is sugar in the poison.
Having said that every world is he, then it must be he, otherwise the author will eat the keyboard live!
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