"You ......" the damn ......

I couldn't help but roll my eyes again.

Is this day going to be spent in a low-level belly with no end......

His face approached at an unreal speed; His facial features magnified little by little before my eyes.

I watched his thin lips open slightly, and felt his breath fall on my face.

I also heard the sound of his Adam's apple rolling.

I was the only one who dared not look into his eyes.

"Your lips are so pretty." His lips were less than a centimeter away from mine.

Depend on......

Ever since I left the island of Anke, I have often been praised as a "smart" and "learned" person.

Over time, I also habitually accepted that I was not as dull as I thought I was.

But at this moment, all the enviable "knowledge" in my head turned into foam.

I'm still the same Kang Rong who crashes his brain at every turn.

His soft, cold lips hesitantly latched into mine, the tip of his tongue carefully licking the undried stains from my lips.

A light mint flavor hits the nasal passages.

I came back to my senses and frowned in discomfort.

"Hey...... What a ......" he saw my expression and took a quick step back, "What am I doing, ha......"

“……”

"I'm sorry, I couldn't help ...... just now"

“……”

"By the way, you're hungry, aren't you? I just went out to buy some food, I'll go and help you warm it up first. ”

“……”

"You can change your clothes first. I'll wait for you downstairs. As he spoke, he pulled out a casual suit, turned around and unscrewed the bedroom door to leave.

When I opened the suit, I almost vomited blood.

This Polo casual outfit ...... It's actually pink......

This guy's taste is truly unique...... It's steampunk and minimalist again, but I didn't expect it to have a pink side......

I found a normal set of clothes from the closet to change into, and thought to myself, I'll have to get my phone back anyway.

The times have made me a so-called "scientist", and at the same time, I have become a waste person who is nothing without my phone.

But nothing is more odious than this city and this man.

My stomach was growling, I really needed to eat something.

There was still a sour taste in my throat; Ask yourself, I don't have the appetite to eat—let alone the food he's touched.

I staggered downstairs.

It was already approaching evening, and the sun was showing a golden hue of nostalgia.

I was annoyed that I had wasted the whole day.

I wonder how Aldo and how they are?

Speaking of which, I'm also interested in the superfluid materials that Ilan collects, including one of Van Yesh's ambitious urban projects.

"Wait a minute, and you'll be fine right away." His coat rests on a chic bench and he wears an apron.

The way he held the spoon was a little funny.

I watched him heat up a few meals in an orderly manner, and I was incredible.

Impression of this person...... But the king of dark cuisine in my heart......

"Sprite?" He opened the refrigerator door and turned back to ask me.

I shook my head, "No. ”

"Really...... How could I remember wrong......" He clenched his fists and tapped his teeth twice.

He smiled again, "And a lemon, you like lemonade, don't you?" Is a spoonful of honey enough? ”

I remembered the orange juice I had drunk earlier...... The teeth are all soft......

"Lemon doesn't like it either? Hey, that's it......" he was a little stunned, "then it's just distilled water, with ice?" ”