Jiang Xiang carried a bucket full of soup and walked over quickly, seeing that his originally bright eyes flashed with tiredness at this time, and then a few sweaty masculine men jumped out of the patrol car.

"Did you just finish your mission?"

In just a few days, there were more star bars on the man's shoulders, waved them to dissolve on the spot, took a towel from the car to wipe the sweat on his hair, and shook it in a chic manner, "Well, you're in the park... Wandering? ”

"Sort of."

Du Yunqian had just rested for a few minutes, and at this time, listening to Jiang Xiang's vague answer, he was silent, he had just finished cooperating with the fire alarm from the fire scene, and his mouth was dry.

After rummaging in the car for a long time, there were empty water bottles, hanging over the bottle with his head held high to drink those few drops of water, flattening the bottle with one hand, soothing his throat a few times, and licking his lips.

Jiang Xiang patted his sweat-soaked back, he still had a hot breath on his body, and his little hands shook back and forth to fan him, "Thirsty." ”

Looking at his heavily dehydrated appearance, Jiang Xiang glanced at him where he couldn't see.

It was only half past seven when I looked down, and they were only five minutes away from the remote path, and it was estimated that the general manager had not yet arrived, and there was still time to go to the vendor to buy him water.

Qianshou lightly carried the bucket into his arms, "Here, wait for me." “

Du Yunqian was still looking for the usual box of water under the car, looking at the thermos bucket that was suddenly stuffed into his arms, he unscrewed it naturally and skillfully, and the smell of pork bones rushed to his face.

Take a big sip directly along the edge of the barrel with your head high, warm inside and clear outside in the cool breeze, refreshing your heart.

"This girl's cooking skills are really amazing."

The taste of lotus seeds is sweet and astringent, and the taste of the extra meat oil from the pig's tail is well neutralized, Du Yunqian smashed his mouth, took off his hat and armed vest and knocked Erlang's leg leisurely, and picked out the ginger inside.

This soup is quite sweet when drunk, the coccyx is separated from the flesh and bone, and the first time he ate the coccyx was unexpectedly delicious.

The army is short of time and has heavy tasks, and the time for eating is saved and saved, and in an instant, not a drop of soup is swept away.

Du Yunqian pondered the last bone, wondering in his heart, as the old saying goes, where to eat, but where to make up for the pig's tail?

"Auntie, I want a bottle of water at room temperature."

The rocking chair swayed and crunched, and the vendor looked at the newspaper leisurely, not even looking, "Three pieces, take it yourself." ”

Jiang Xiang took a bottle of the brand they used to drink from an unplugged freezer, scanned the code and bowed his head to pay, and walked back quickly.

Du Yunqian watched her come back with a piece of water, thoughtfully unscrewed the bottle cap, and handed it to him with one hand.

"Senior brother, water...."

"Oh, thanks." Du Yunqian casually placed the empty bucket on the chair, and the empty inner wall of the bucket emitted a faint empty echo.

Jiang Yu turned his head to look over, and hurriedly bent down to grab the thermos bucket, looking at the empty bucket, his originally calm eyes instantly swelled with turbulent waves.

The Yin Owl's eyes shot like a sharp blade, "Du Yunqian!" Where's my soup? ”

Du Yunqian's face was not red, and his heart was not beating, and he patted his bulging belly, and burst out in English, "delicious!" ”

"Drunk?"

"Drunk."

Jiang Xiang was stunned for a few seconds, and immediately reacted, ignoring his exhaustion, his white arm grabbed his camouflage and lifted it up, glaring at his guilty mouth viciously, and his voice was eerie and terrifying, "You spit it out for me!" ”

"It's all in my stomach, why do you vomit?"

Du Yunqian frowned unhappily, didn't she stuff it into her arms and let him drink it?

Jiang Xiang pinched his waist in annoyance, and really wanted to give him a few tough kicks on his abdominal muscles, so that he could spit out the soup together with the sour water, "The surname is Du, this soup is not for you, what are you eating!" ”

Du Yunqian felt as if Jiang wanted to be nervous, and he didn't know if he was annoyed by her words, or if he hadn't recovered from the heat of the fire scene, and his chest was inexplicably hot.

He rolled up his sleeves and threw Jiang Yu's claws open with one hand, "Isn't it just a bowl of soup?" Are you concerned? ”

"The key is that it is for our general manager!"

"General Manager?" Company leaders? When did this little girl learn to slap the bad habit of her boss?