At the end of September, the weather was still hot and dry, but the days were slowly getting shorter, and the night seemed extraordinarily long, and after Fan Yin came out of the Spirit Scepter as usual, the sky was still gray. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

After her routine 'daily scolding' to Jechen, she began to dress and get up, and was about to put her left arm into her sleeve when she suddenly stopped.

She had been feeling that something was not quite right for the past two days, and now that she thought that in addition to the more and more urgent training arrangements, she could still feel the weakness of the Spirit Controlling Scepter, and she couldn't say the exact symptoms, but she just knew that it was a closely related intuition.

But after thinking about it, even if Jiechen might be weak, it was also a height that she couldn't match, and she was worried about something.

Today is Yunfei's birthday, Fan Yin has walked back to the back door because of Qianyu's relationship, and he can sneak away from the Space Legion for a long time, anyway, the space has been calm recently, and there is no problem.

I just don't know if this time of singing and dancing is the eerie calm before the storm, or the peaceful and prosperous era under the deterrence of the Space Legion Army?

Oops, I'm worrying about it again, this is really less than a hundred in life, and I often have a thousand years of worries.

Fan Yin quickly shook his head, threw out those weird uneasiness, neatly dressed in civilian clothes, pulled up his hair at will, and went out after washing.

The sky is already dark, and the entire Imperial Military Academy will not wake up, and any place in this state can give people a strange sense of loneliness and vitality, and the dawn is approaching, and even the boundaries between darkness and light, cold and warmth can be blurred.

Stepping on the broad fallen leaves of the sycamore, there is a sound of squirting with autumn, the Chinese people like to miss in the autumn, and even the prodigal son who has no roots in the heart wants to stop wandering in the autumn.

In a blink of an eye, she walked to the parking place of the aircraft, Fan Yin unconsciously tightened her coat, as if to squeeze out all the cold, and after quickly passing through the thermal iris scanning system, she got on the small pink aircraft with a girlish atmosphere in front of her.

Because of the soft and cute shape and color of this flying machine, she was made fun of, but this was specially bought by Qianyu to give her, and she was really reluctant to change it.

Thinking that it was still early, and he was afraid that Yunfei would have to sleep lazily or something on the hard rest day, Fan Yin set up a free sightseeing route, stretched his legs forward, leaned his head back lazily, and started a lazy automatic cruise.

The wide and comfortable seats, soothing and pleasant music, and the fragrance to dispel fatigue made Fan Yin, who was about to know what sleep was, accidentally took a nap, and when he woke up, the sun had pierced people's eyes and couldn't open them, and when he opened his eyelids, there was a gold star in front of him.

Fan Yin closed his eyes vigorously, and after getting used to the brightness outside, he quickly swept the video ring, oh, fortunately, it was just over nine o'clock.

After setting the location coordinates, the aircraft flew towards Yunfei's private villa, but it was only less than an hour away, and it was blocked into a pot of porridge by the black pressure of a piece of aircraft.

Just when Fan Yin was a little irritable, Qian Yu sent a video request, looking at his smiling ice blue eyes, she unconsciously curled the corners of her mouth.

"、、、、、 I'm stuck in the air with three rings, according to today's analysis of the traffic situation by the aircraft, I estimate that it will take half an hour to arrive、、、、、、 what is so mysterious? Okay, I won't ask, I'll look for you when I get there. ”

Fan Yin cut off the video call with a smile, guessing the reason why Qian Yu asked her to go to him first, looking at him just now as if he was in the kitchen? What kind of demon is this?

If you can't figure it out, then you don't want to, but it's funny that Qianyu looks a little mysterious.

When Fan Yin really saw Qianyu herself, before he touched her head affectionately as usual, he had already laughed and shook like a fallen leaf in the northwest wind.

I saw that Qianyu, who had always paid attention to the image of every strand of hair, was wearing a cartoon apron at this time, holding a shovel in his left hand, and his right hand was frozen in mid-air by Fan Yin's demonic laughter.

"You, are you cooking?" Fan Lexue pointed to the cartoon apron and teased him knowingly.

The home planet has developed to the present, not to mention the high-end automatic kitchen of Yunfei's private villa, which is an ordinary school canteen, and there is no need for manual operation at all.

The selection and matching of dishes, the ratio of seasonings, the cooking mode and the control of temperature are all operated by the kitchen light brain according to the best taste and nutritional value, and even the final residual moisture of different dishes is strictly controlled.

However, the dishes that come out of this way are initially thought that 'this dish should only be in heaven', but after a long time, I always feel that there are shortcomings and shortcomings, and it is probably the so-called mood and feelings when cooking that sounds very mysterious.

I don't know where Qian Yu made a set of primitive kitchenware from today - although it is primitive, it is many times more high-end than the one on the earth - and he cooks it himself, so it's no wonder that Fan Yin teased him.

After listening to Fan Yin's ridicule, Qian Yu was not annoyed, she still looked personable, and her expression seemed to be not a kitchen, but a dance party.

"Good, try it first, see if it suits the taste" Qian Yu still rubbed Fan Yin's hair, and magically held up a carved bamboo plate, on which were placed three small plates, respectively containing a little braised pork ribs, mapo tofu and fish-flavored shredded pork.

At this time, Fan Yin was really a little surprised, although he knew that Qianyu studied the social culture of the earth, but he didn't expect him to fry home-cooked food, which was really hidden.

Qianyu: "I don't know how to fry it, it's only been a long time since I learned it, you're an expert, can you taste it?" ”

Fan Yin: "How fresh, you also have uncertain times?" ”

Chiba: "、、、、、、"

After the first chopsticks were put in his mouth, the homesickness in the clouds and fog was also clearly outlined by this taste, turning into a kind of sour happiness.

"How did you remember to cook on Earth?" Fan Yin put down the chopsticks, didn't dare to take the second bite, took the carved bamboo plate, and put it next to the cooking table.

Qianyu glanced at her with a smile, but didn't explain, only pushed her out of the door: "Yunfei was talking to you two hours ago, and you can't go over?" ”

"Obviously, you asked me to come over and look for you first" Fan Yin muttered in her mouth, glaring at him angrily, but her steps were not slow, she hadn't given the gift to Yunfei yet, and she didn't know if she would be satisfied.

But when she pushed open the hidden bedroom door with the intention of startling Yunfei, she was nailed to the same place, neither advancing nor retreating for a while, and her face was blank like fragments.

"Ayin? What are you doing there? Come on in, you don't need this expression even if you forget to bring a present, do you? Yunfei sat on the chair and teased her in a good mood.