[290 The Man in the White Attic]

After walking all the way, after bypassing some miniature buildings and courtyards, Xiao Yu saw a white attic at the end of the room that was not guarded by the man in black, settled down, and walked over quickly.

The attic is uninhabited, the beige walls combined with the light red roof tiles, although it is only an attic that occupies a small area, there are continuous arches and corridors in the inside, and the large windows with high ceilings are arranged in the living room.

Xiao Yu walked through the archway, walked into the innermost living room door, pushed the door open, and found that it was not a huge and empty luxury table and chair furnishings, and said that this should not be the main meeting room, so he stepped in with confidence, stood in the middle and shouted, "Excuse me, is there anyone?" ”

It wasn't the human voice that answered her, but the staggered sound of spatula tapping.

Following the sound, Xiao Yu turned his head to look at the place where a door in the living room led, walked over and leaned in, only to realize that behind the door, there was a large kitchen.

This kitchen occupies about half of the size of this loft and is luxuriously decorated, with Chinese, Western, Thai, Japanese pots, tableware and all kinds of needs, all in one place, like the top kitchen of a large fine dining restaurant.

And standing in the middle of this large, empty kitchen was a man.

The figure is very tall, a simple dark suit will be called a perfect inverted triangle body wrapping, the breath around seems to be a little indifferent, but because of the apron tied on the body, from front to back is simple and unmarked black, tied to him not only does not feel abrupt, but also feels elegant and meticulous, but also covers his indifferent temperament a little, especially the posture of holding a shovel in one hand and a pot in the other, not to mention whether it is flowing water, only to see such a man with a beautiful posture and cold temperament to do this action, it is a kind of enjoyment.

The man has a mature face and an excellent appearance, and every movement is so beautiful that it is tempting to watch and worth savoring.

It's just ————

There was a fire burning on the stove, a red flame, very strong, a big fire.

Next to the pot, there is a cut and spare dish, red, sloppy, if you don't look carefully, it's hard to distinguish, it's a tomato.

In the pot, there is a yellow and black thing, under the powerful wave of the man's right hand holding the spatula, in the pot hard and hard, tumbling, tumbling, tumbling again......

If she didn't guess wrong, the man's cooking should be ...... Scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

At this time, the man's brows furrowed, as if he had thought about something extremely important, with a solemn expression, he quickly put down the stainless steel pot with his left hand, opened a square box, picked up the iron spoon, scooped out a piece of white things, and without hesitation, he spilled it all in......

When he saw the white crumbs quickly covering the yellow and black things in the pot, he threw the thin tomatoes cut on the side into it with lightning speed, and quickly stir-fried, stir-fried, stir-fried......

Eggs tumble with Rotten Tomatoes, tumble, tumble, keep tumbling hard!

Under the spatula of the combination of man's strength and beauty, the last conspicuous yellow and red, finally, all became, charcoal black.

Turn off the heat and serve the plate, the pure white plate and the charred black thing on the plate create a sharp contrast in color.

Xiao Yu stepped forward and opened his mouth, wanting to speak, but he heard such a low voice from the position of the man in front of him, "Come here." Taste the taste. ”

Come here......

Taste the ......

Small Fish Embarrassment......

She looked at the plate of things that exuded a mushy black bula state of unknown meaning, swallowed hard, and raised her hand to refuse, "Uncle, this, I ...... I'm not hungry......"

"What?" The man turned around suddenly, his eyes were a little unhappy and indifferent, "Which department wants to disobey my orders?" ”

"I'm not ......"

Xiao Yu remembered that his clothes were thrown into the washing machine before taking a shower last night, and he didn't bring any clothes with him, so he wore the women's suit of the Nangong family in the morning and walked out...... Now that I think about it, maybe this uncle may have mistaken her for Nangong's family.

She continued to wave her hand, eager to explain, but stopped in the middle of speaking.

Because, she saw that on the left hand side of this uncle, it was obvious that there were three Remington M870 snivers guns, which had also been used as police guns, in addition to high-risk police tasks, in general, except for special forces and special forces members, they were small pieces of police, and they could not be touched at all, because they were pump-driven shotguns, whether they were in the assault into the building and defense, they had ultra-high performance, and the lethality of the enemy at close range was strong, and it was the best among the guns.

She first observed that the three guns were very close to the uncle's position, not like someone else's things, and the uncle's left and right hand index fingers and palms and wrists had thin calluses, which were left by years of use of guns, and there were traces on both hands, indicating that his gun skills were not divided into left and right hands, the strength was the same, the technology was also the same, and the ability to hit people and make people shot was also the same.

Although Xiao Yu usually looks a little cowardly, he is by no means a timid person, and at this moment, he thinks about it so much just because of a sentence, completely because, when this uncle turned around, although his face was indeed perfect and handsome, and the taste of the years precipitated in his body was more charming, but his eyes were ...... And that expression...... It's so cold...... It's too scary, it's completely a natural king's domineering, whoever has the momentum to shoot you if he doesn't obey for half a point!

She's not afraid, she's just nervous, but she's sick again!

Otherwise, why is she shivering with cold all over now, so she involuntarily hooked her head, stepped forward, picked up chopsticks, and picked up the black unknown object that was indistinguishable from the noisy vegetable eggs and ate it?

This uncle really turned his face suddenly, and the cooling speed caught up with the iceberg!

"Taste." The uncle was concise and to the point, commanding, "Report." ”

This tone completely reminded Miss Yu of the scene when Young Master Tou ordered herself to test the gun that day.

(Thank you for the silent gold medal presented by the baby, Moha!) Dear friends, Happy Lantern Festival, remember to eat glutinous rice balls~~~)