A small community in J City, China

In the room, Zhang Chulan was lazily lying on the sofa in the living room in loose clothes, and the TV in the living room was playing children's programs on the central station.

In two months, the baby will be born.

At this time, she could already feel the child's hands and feet "punching and kicking" in the stomach.

After a while, the fragrance wafted in the kitchen, which made Zhang Chulan, who was not very hungry, have a great appetite, she sat up from the sofa and moved towards the kitchen.

In the kitchen, two figures are busy, one of them is skillful, in front of the stove, from time to time, from time to time to pour salt and soy sauce vinegar from the condiments next to it.

The other, dressed in combat uniform, clumsily carefully chopped vegetables with a knife, and even then, the knife would occasionally slash through his hand.

If it weren't for the combat suit protecting his fingers, his hands would have been cut many times.

"Jing, what kind of dishes do you cook? It tastes so similar! Zhang Chulan asked.

"Hey! How did you get here! Don't stand here and smell the smoke is not good for your child. Before Sikong Jing could answer, the man in the combat uniform immediately put down the knife in his hand, turned around and walked out of the kitchen.

"Han Bin, it's okay." Zhang Chulan held on to the wall with one hand and swayed with the other.

Han Bin walked over, he helped Zhang Chulan, Sikong Jing just glanced back, and then focused on the pot of dishes in front of him.

Han Bin hugged Zhang Chulan, Zhang Chulan couldn't help but reluctantly raise her head and sniff the aroma of the food in the air, and had to leave.

Shortly after she sat down, the shadow pushed the door open.

The black shadow was wearing a smoky gray suit today, with a pink shirt inside, he entered the door, and after looking at Zhang Chulan with an expressionless face, he tried to lift the corners of his mouth, revealing an ugly smile to Zhang Chulan.

Since Liu Moqing settled a few people in J City, and sent Sikong Jing to take charge of the daily life of the four of them.

Sikong Jing was also very happy, since he met Liu Moqing, he didn't know what happened after that, but the black shadow had a meeting with Liu Moqing.

After that, Liu Moqing not only arranged accommodation, but also sent him as a liaison on the condition that Shuya be handed over.

Naturally, he was happy to be idle.

The project of Human Project 2.0 was just pressed to the bottom of his heart and did not show it.

As long as he can see Zhang Chulan every day, he is willing.

After the black shadow entered the house, he took off his coat and hung it on the hanger at the door, and after showing his stiff smile to Zhang Chulan, he said hello to Huhelu, who had been staying in the bedroom and playing video games, and entered the kitchen.

Naturally, he took off the apron hanging on the wall, put it on his body, and tied it behind him as he walked.

"What did you cook today?"

"Stir-fried meat with mushrooms, fried chicken cutlets, winter melon pork rib soup." Sikong Jing said as he looked at the casserole.

He carefully lifted the lid of the pot, and a fragrance wafted out, he sniffed, took the soup spoon, carefully scooped it, blew, put the soup spoon into his mouth, and carefully sipped it.

He nodded in satisfaction.

"Let me taste it." The shadow leaned in.

Sikong Jing held the soup spoon, the black shadow gently held it with his lips on the side of the spoon, and Sikong Jing cooperated to send the soup in the soup spoon into the black shadow's mouth.

The shadow smacked his lips and nodded.

"The heat is just right."

"Well, it's time to turn off the heat." Sikong Jing said.

Han Bin stretched out his hand beside him and turned off the fire.

"You didn't make porridge, did you?" The dark shadow asked.

"Not yet." Sikong Jing replied while carefully pouring the soup in the casserole.

"Then I'll make a yam rice cereal." The shadow unbuttoned his shirt and placed his hand directly above his elbow, looking ready to do it.

"What?! Don't do it! Sikong Jing's movements paused first, and before he could speak, Han Bin, who was staring at Tang, refused first.

"How?" The dark shadow asked.

"From the time we came here until now, you learned this porridge, and we have been drinking it for almost three months in a row!" Han Bin protested.

"But—" The shadow gave a thumbs up and pointed outside. She loves to drink! ”

He saw that Sikong Jing and Han Bin's heads were about to shake into rattles.

He frowned, didn't say anything, and turned to leave the kitchen.

"Hmm... Sister? Hmm..."The black shadow walked up to Zhang Chulan, and he let himself stand next to the TV in case he blocked Zhang Chulan's view.

Zhang Chulan was eating a pear in her hand, she raised her head and looked at the black shadow.

"What's wrong?"

"Hmm... They said, you don't want to drink yam rice cereal anymore? ”

Zhang Chulan was holding the pear piece she had just bitten in her mouth, and when she heard the words of the black shadow, she suddenly felt a kind of nausea, she pulled the trash can placed next to her side, opened her mouth, wanted to vomit, and the pear piece in her mouth fell into the trash can.

With an expectant expression, as if frustrated, he silently turned away, and he entered the kitchen again.

He looked at Sikong Jing.

"Can you bother me to make another kind of porridge?"

Sikong Jing didn't know what was going on, but he was very grateful that the black shadow had finally changed his mind, and he hurriedly agreed.

Since Liu Moqing sent him to take charge of the daily life of these four people, his original rigid life began to change slowly.

The same change is also made by these four chongxu people.

In exchange, the Black Shadow must go to the Skynet base every day to cooperate with Liu Moqing.

None of the others knew the content of the cooperation, and Sikong Jing knew the rigor of the base's secrecy.

The black shadow is like going to work every day, going out on time every day, coming back on time, and when he comes home, he will go into the kitchen.

After Zhang Chulan's belly got bigger and bigger, Huhelu was puzzled by the way humans gave birth, in order not to affect others, but there was no way to smoke, Sikong Jing found a plan for him to play in a casual way in time.

In his bedroom, there is a 60-inch TV, and under the TV, there are all kinds of game consoles and game cards.

After Hohelu tried playing a few games, his interest in cigarettes completely shifted to TV!

Since then, Hohelu has been completely addicted to the game, and I don't know how many gamepads have changed.

"Hohelu, is it still business as usual?" Han Bin pushed open the door, and he glanced at Huhelu, who was pressing the handle.

"Hmm!" Hohelu nodded, he had no time for anything else.

Han Bin closed the door, he went back to the kitchen, he turned on the food synthesis, selected a meat item, and after a while, after he took it out, repeated it five times, and brought it into Huhelu's room in turn.

He packed up the leftovers that Hohelu had eaten before.

Hu Helu remained motionless the whole time, his attention was all on the picture of the TV.

"Are we just letting Hohelu go?" Han Bin put the things he had packed into the kitchen, which was a plate with scraps.

"What's the solution? We can only hide now. The black shadow looked at the food manual in his hand and said lightly.

"Hey! Han Bin, you don't have any ideas! Sikong Jing's stir-fry stopped, and he looked at Han Bin.

Han Bin was washing Huhelu's dishes in the sink, he didn't raise his head, and said, "What can you think now?" Our job is to protect her. As for the outside, we don't care. ”

Sikong Jing turned his head again and continued to fry the dishes in front of him.

Zhang Chulan sat in the living room, lazily watching TV, her attention was not on the TV content.

Do we really not care about the outside?

The TV is playing the news, which reads:

The Department of Consular Affairs of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the People's Republic of China and the Chinese Embassy in the United States remind Chinese-funded institutions, students, tourists, and overseas Chinese in New York, Washington, Los Angeles, San Francisco, etc., to pay attention to and cooperate with the safety precautions taken by the United States, and to avoid going to dangerous areas. Chinese citizens who plan to go to the United States are reminded to pay close attention to the security situation in the United States and be cautious when traveling in the near future.

In case of emergency, please call the police and contact the embassy for help.

"Let's eat!" Han Bin came out with a plate.

Zhang Chulan reacted, she held the remote control in her hand and switched the channel.

"We will continue to pay close attention to the riots in our country and make follow-up reports, and XX TV will report for you."

"How do you look at this, it's not good for children." Han Bin put the plate on the dining table, he frowned, he walked towards Zhang Chulan, snatched the remote control from her hand, pressed the button, and saw that the movie channel was playing Stephen Chow's "Changing Stars".

"This looks good!" Han Bin put the remote control in Zhang Chulan's hand again and turned to leave.

Zhang Chulan sighed, she put the remote control on the table, and her hand unconsciously rested on her abdomen.

How long can you hide like this?