Yes, what I want to do now ...

The thought brought up an image that made Haman shiver all over. It was quiet in the small preparation room, but Harman knew that the door panel separating this from the outside wasn't all that thick. Will there be a sound?,Maybe there's a sound.,If it's heard from the outside... The second daughter of the Karn family had a jumble of thoughts in her head. And in the state of the chaotic sound ringing in his head, Harman turned his neck a little stiffly.

The touch on his shoulder has never left, and you can feel his breathing, and his face should be on the side, and if you turn your head... Thinking like this, Haman finally turned his head, and sure enough, at a very close distance, he saw that Guo Zhouyi was full of care and a more gentle emotion that made her heart tremble.

Does he know what I'm going to do, should he come, what should I do, get up? Harman felt a kind of ischemic vertigo that only happened when she was overloaded, and she felt a little dizzy.

Her eyes are so good-looking, and so is her face, I don't know why so many people say that her facial lines are hard, saying that it will give people a stern and stiff feeling, it's really nonsense--- looking at Haman who turned his face around, Guo Zhouyi also felt that there was a kind of warmth and heat different from the warmth just now in the body bubbling and churning, this kind of heat made him have to force himself to think about something else in his heart, so he chose to evaluate Haman's face line in his heart.

As a result--- he felt that the feeling of dryness and heat was getting worse and worse, so serious that it exceeded the level of bubbling, and the blood was like a soup boiling in a pot, with a tendency to spurt out, and it was like the soup touching the dry and hot pot wall, which seemed to be still producing a lot of "steam" in the body, making him feel that he had to vent it, so Guo Zhouyi's breathing gradually became a little heavy.

Then, the two men gradually got closer.

“。。。 Feel... It's not like a bird pecking ... After the two parted, Harman gently put his finger to his lips, "It's like there's just a dance party in your mouth." ”

"Alas?。。。。 Prom... Well, what kind of dance is it? Gently pasting his head and Harman's head together, Guo Zhouyi asked softly.

"Hmm," Harman thought after tilting his head a little closer to his lover, "how it felt in a documentary I watched on TV a long time ago." ”

"Oh, is it a documentary about dance, an elite education in the family?" The fiery tremor just now faded a little, which made Guo Zhouyi's arm no longer tremble, so he pulled the chair next to him and sat down, allowing himself to enjoy a more comfortable feeling that replaced the tremor in a more relaxed posture, making him want to relax and enjoy it as much as possible.

"No, it's a documentary about the history of the earth--- 'African Cannibal Tribes.'" Haman suddenly twisted his body, put his chin on the back of the chair, and looked at Guo Zhouyi, his eyes full of happiness and laughter.

"Huh?" Guo Zhouyi was stunned for a moment.

"The cannibal war dance, that's what it felt like just now."

"Hey, that's too much."

"It's you who is too much, it's all the smell of duck meat, you should brush your teeth and clean your mouth."

"How could you have thought of doing something like that?" Guo Zhouyi's body leaned forward slightly, and his forehead lightly collided with Haman's forehead.

"It hurts." After a gentle kiss, Haman put his hand on his forehead and cried out in pain.

"Ah, speaking of duck meat, shouldn't we... Guo Zhouyi suddenly pointed out the door with some embarrassment, and then he suddenly felt inappropriate--- how could he talk about this kind of thing in this atmosphere, although he was just suddenly excited, and wanted to eat as soon as possible and go outside with her, but would she be angry?

"Ah," Harman stood up directly, "Indeed, there are so many delicious dishes, so many things I want to do, well, although this is also good, but I really want to go outside with you... Let's go... ”

What are you worried about, Guo Zhouyi laughed at himself in his heart and then stood up, took Haman's hand and walked out.

After walking to the very comfortable sofa and sitting down, Guo Zhouyi looked away from Haman, and found that there were already three big covers on the table to cover the dishes to keep them warm, and after seeing them sit down, the proprietress came to take away the insulation cover, and then smiled at them and stretched out her thumbs.

Guo Zhouyi also stretched out his thumb to indicate that everything was OK, and Haman, who turned around when he saw Guo Zhouyi's gesture, owed to the proprietress of the small restaurant.

"Ah, that." After the two turned their attention back to the dining table, Guo Zhouyi and Harman put their personal contact terminals on the table almost at the same time, and then pointed at each other's contact terminals and winked.

"It is said that this means that this person is waiting for contact at the dinner table, so he doesn't pay attention to the performance of the other party, which is what the magazine said." Harman opened his mouth first, then as he spoke, he grabbed his contact and hid it under the table.

"You're not the same, you just put it up." Guo Zhouyi also muttered and grabbed his communicator and hid it under the table.

Then there were two beeps from under the table, which were the sound of the liaison shutting down.

"Is that really good?" Guo Zhouyi asked while poking the fish meat with chopsticks.

"It's a big deal to let them come to us, ah, why doesn't this fish have spines?" Haman picked up a piece of fish and stared.

"Probably some kind of special species, less thorns or something, and then removed," Guo Zhouyi took a bite of the oily fish fillet, feeling a little salty, so he grabbed the spoon and took a sip of the soup, "Speaking of which, I don't know where I have seen it and now I remember a sentence, it seems to be... Cabbage and tofu are safe, so eat more of this? ”

"You're eating too fast, it's very bad at the table." Haman cut the fish without hurry.

"It's not good for you to criticize me all the time." Guo Zhouyi picked up the bowl and drank the soup.

"Ah, about this, I'll show you this," Haman heard this, put down his knife and fork, flipped through the small bag around him a few times, and pulled out a thin roll of information terminals, and held it up in front of Guo Zhouyi's eyes, "Look at this, look at this." ”

"I'll see... Well, on January 10th, the way you show your love as a Capricorn is ... Guo Zhouyi put down his chopsticks and looked at them carefully, "The way is... [Pick your thorns, pick your thorns, pick your thorns] ??? ”

"Well, that's it," Harman retracted the information terminal, picked up the knife and fork again, and then made a gesture with the knife and fork, "So, according to this, you should be very happy to face my accusations, complaints, and other reprimands. ”

“。。。。。。。。 Whoever wrote this thing ... ”

"A very famous astrologer and psychologist on Earth, oh, is said to be called Cambrona."

“。。。 Find a chance to kill it. ”

"It's probably not realistic, it is said that this guy left Australia the day before the British war, and left Lhasa before the destruction of Lhasa, it seems that there is really some kind of power to bless it."

"The guy who didn't die in two meteorites.,It's not because I'm too unlucky in other ways.,For example, I haven't had a girlfriend or something.。。。。

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Author's note: Originally, I named this astrologer and psychologist here 2L to commemorate an old friend whose surname and last name start with L.

However, Mud Horse, no matter what, I want to complain about the "innocent Great Magister" Cambrona