What's wrong, what's wrong?

Hurriedly pulled off the headphones and ran to the window to look out.

Billowing smoke rose from outside, like mushroom clouds.

However, it's not cute.

Luo Mio stared at the source, gritted his back molars, and turned around menacingly.

What the hell did he offend that guy in the kitchen!

With such a toss, he still wants to eat.

When I went downstairs in anger, I saw a layer of gray fog.

Wrap the hall up.

I can't see it at all.

“...”

I'm afraid this battle is a bit big.

Luo Mio waved the mist in front of her and groped her way down.

shouted tentatively: "Fan Xiaohui? ”

"Zero, why did you come down?"

After the explosion, Fan Xuhui rushed to the kitchen to drag Pan An out as soon as possible.

Hearing Luo Mio's voice, he was a little worried.

Hurriedly walked towards him.

Even in the thick fog, he grabbed people accurately.

"I'll go open the window and let it out, and you go out with me first."

Pull people to the door.

It's not fast, but it's very stable.

He also protects the people around him from touching anything or falling.

Luo Mio grabbed him with his backhand and led him away.

This is his home, and his memory is much more familiar than that of Fan Xuhui as a newcomer.

Click.

The door was opened.

A scrambling black mist poured out from within.

In an instant, the beautiful picture of the sunny sky outside polluted a large area.

However, the smoke in the room is gradually decreasing.

Soon, it was almost gone.

Looking back, Luo Mio was suddenly taken aback.

In the shallow mist, a big lump of black things, what is it?

Fan Xuhui looked along.

The face froze.

Helplessly: "That's Pan Zi, he fried the microwave when he was heating the rice." ”

Seeing that he showed a worried look, he opened his mouth to ask something, and hurriedly added.

"Don't worry, the person has nothing to do, he will be doubting himself, leave him alone."

Pan An glanced at the two people at the door sadly.

Uncomfortable, want to cry.

He was bullied by a small microwave.

Now that the food is gone, don't talk about being hungry.

Also his favorite outfit was sacrificed.

Heartache.

"Don't cry, get up, go clean up the kitchen."

Fried twice a day, Fan Xuhui said that he was a little weak-hearted.

Glancing at the cold-faced person next to him.

didn't want to think about it, and hurriedly shook the pot: "It was he who said he was hungry, I didn't know he couldn't even use the microwave, that's why..."

said with great disgust and rolled his eyes.

Pan An can see it clearly now.

Hui Shao is not without medicine.

It's spring, so what's budding.

His eyes rolled and he apologized very sincerely.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, it's just that the kitchen is a bit heavy right now and needs to be renovated."

looked at Luo Mio in embarrassment, and gave Hui Shao a look by the way.

It's a good time to perform.

Outcome...

Fan Xuhui ran into the kitchen unconsciously.

The white wall tiles were already black, and the ground was still broken.

Where the microwave oven is placed, the oven is also affected.

The marble countertop is even more lacking in corners and few pieces.

He frowned fiercely.

Luo Mio could roughly guess without looking at it, holding his forehead with a headache.

How unlucky he was.

These two unlucky guys on the stall.

Pan An saw that Hui Shao didn't understand, thinking that he hadn't paid attention.

Speak again.

"Don't worry, I'll pretend to be better for you, it's just that in the past two days, the house may not be able to live in people, why don't you live in Hui Shao?"

He thought that he had such an obvious hint, and this time he must have understood.

However...

"What's wrong with your eyes?"

Pan An: "..."