Gui Huan: Who was the one who was shabu under the faucet before?

Liao Yong raised his eyebrows slightly: "I'm not afraid, I'm hateful, and I hate it now." ”

Gui Huan: "How did you overcome it?" ”

From a psychological point of view, it is impossible to easily accept what you hate from the bottom of your heart.

Liao Yong licked his lips, fluttering in the ice river and the like is definitely not the behavior that normal humans should have.

He suddenly remembered the water facilities in the labor park, and casually said, "My dad took me to the water park." ”

Gui Huan: ...... The North Pole, and water parks? Doesn't it freeze?

Yes, it should be a snow park.

Since Liao Yong didn't want to say anything, Gui Huan didn't ask any more questions, scraped the scales of the fish, Gui Huan disemboweled, pulled out the internal organs of the fish, and was about to throw it away.

Liao Yong hurriedly said: "Don't throw it, you can eat it." ”

Gui Huan: "...... Can't eat. ”

She didn't care about Liao Yong, opened the plastic bag and threw it in, Liao Yong looked at it a few times and licked her lips.

Gui Huan put the fish scales in the basin together, tore open the garbage bag and was about to pour it in, Liao Yong's eyes widened: "Are you going to throw it away?" ”

Gui Huan: "Don't throw it and keep it to attract flies?" ”

Liao Yong: "You don't want to give it to me, I want it." ”

“…… Do you keep it for crafts? ”

Liao Yong: "Fish scales are good, calcium supplementation." ”

Gui Huan raised his head and carefully looked at his expression, Liao Yong looked serious, without a hint of joking.

Gui Huan: "You...... Want to eat it? ”

Liao Yong thought to himself, can't you just eat this thing raw? Crunch.

But listening to Gui Huan's tone, it seems that human beings don't eat like this.

Liao Yong's eyes blinked slowly, and he asked with some uncertainty, "Fried and eaten?" ”

Potatoes can be fried, and there is no reason why fish scales can't be fried.

Gui Huan: "...... You go back to your uncle and go to the hospital, there's a disease called pica. ”

Liao: "What is pica? ”

"It's just eating a lot of non-food things, like bugs, paper, ...... Of course, fish scales also count. ”

The more Gui Huan said, the more he felt that this was Liao Yong's symptoms, which was simply describing his dietary preferences.

Liao's eyes lit up: "Yes, I have pica." ”

Most of the phenomena that humans do not understand will attribute to non-natural phenomena or diseases. He didn't think that there was such a disease, and that he could eat whatever he wanted after he got it.

Gui Huan: "...... Why are you so happy? ”

Deep-fried fish scales, this kind of dish that feels like witchcraft just by hearing the name, Gui Huan finally decided to ignore it and threw away all the fish scales.

Liao Yong's lips moved, and he said, "I'll help you throw out the garbage in a while." ”

Gui Huan: "...... No. ”

After stewing the fish, Gui Huan and Liao Yong went back to the house, Liao Yong went home and got his homework, and the two of them gathered around the coffee table and wrote their homework face to face.

Writing and writing, Liao Yong's hand hooked Guihuan's pen.

Gui Huan raised his head: "Can't do the question?" ”

Liao Yong frowned, lowered his head and continued to write: "No." ”

After two minutes, Liao Yong's hand reached out again, grabbed Gui Huan's pen, and said with annoyance: "Your pen is always moving." ”

As soon as he moved, he wanted to reach out and grab ......

In the classroom, he and Gui Huan are both facing forward, and even if Gui Huan's pen moves back and forth, it will not disturb his mind.

Gui Huan was silent for two seconds and said, "Is it possible that without Wang Sanbi's ghostwriter, you won't be able to write your homework?" ”

With Wang Sanbiscus present, Liao Yong was in charge of reading the question and saying the answer with his mouth, so he was not easily distracted.

Liao Yong suddenly said: "I think so." ”

Gui Huan: "......"

She gave him an English book and said, "You can memorize the words first." ”

After speaking, she adjusted the chair, turned her back towards Liao Yong, and asked Liao Yong to sit on the sofa with her back.

Gui Huan re-examined the question, and felt that something was attached to her back, and Liao Yong's head was pressed against her back, rubbing it gently, and her hair rubbed against the fabric, making a rustling sound.

“…… Do you have ADHD? ”

Liao Yong's eyes narrowed slightly, the whites of his eyes glowed with a mixture of gold and green, and he said slowly: "You should massage it." ”

Gui Huan: "...... Do you press it with your face? ”

In order to prevent Liao Yong, who was distracted by a second, from being distracted again, Gui Huan asked him to turn his back to himself, and the two of them were back to back, and Liao Yong stopped for a while, that is, he would rub her with his back from time to time.

There was a burst of aroma in the kitchen, and Gui Huan put down his pen and twisted his neck twice.

Hearing the movement, Liao Yong immediately turned around, his eyes lit up and said, "Is the fish better?" ”

Gui Huan smiled: "Eat first, and then write after eating." ”

Gui Huan is very self-aware of her own cooking skills, that is, to the extent that she can eat, serving two bowls of rice, plus the leftovers that Gui Huan's mother brought back to her, the two of them set a big table.

turned on the TV, Gui Huan casually adjusted a station.

A TV drama is playing on TV, and the heroine is leaning against the glass window of the bus with her left hand on her forehead, looking uncomfortable.

A friend in the same group asked with concern, "Are you okay?" ”

The heroine waved her hand weakly: "It's okay, low blood sugar, a little dizzy." ”

Gui Huan doesn't watch TV series much, and he released it just to make some noise in the room.

Liao Yong looked at the TV twice and muttered, "Why do people have so many diseases?" ”

Beasts don't have so many diseases, and there are no painkillers and cold medicines in nature, and they are all alive and kicking.

Gui Huan didn't want to discuss this topic with him, and the energetic Liao Yong obviously didn't have any serious illness. It is estimated that he has a fever, and he will also feel that his own firepower is strong.

Liao Yong used chopsticks to separate the head of the fish from the body, sandwiched the head of the fish into his own bowl, and picked the fat belly and crescent meat into Gui Huan's bowl.

Gui Huan raised his eyebrows slightly, thinking about the "hush money" in his previous life, and the current Liao Yong is really a model of respecting the "old" and loving the young.

"Thank you."

Liao took a bite, bit off half of the fish's head, and said, "You have a lot of blood, so make up for it." ”

Gui Huan: "......"

Liao Yong pulled out the fish's eyes and asked Gui Huan, "Do you eat?" Tianxi said that this thing makes up the brain, and people ...... The average person likes it. ”

Gui Huan glanced at the transparent eyeballs twice: "Don't eat it, you can eat it." ”

Liao Yong ate the fish very quickly, and the fish bones were also stuffed in his mouth, and he bit loudly, nodded and tasted: "The fish food fed in the labor park is good. ”

Gui Huan: ...... How do you eat it?

After eating, Liao Yong probed and sniffed around Gui Huan's neck.

Gui Huan was afraid that he would rub the oil on his mouth on her, so he hurriedly hid back.

Liao Yong said with satisfaction: "The smell of blood on your body has faded a lot. ”

Gui Huan himself also smelled it, but he didn't smell anything except the smell of food.

"What does it smell like now?"

Liao: "Now it's just fishy. ”

Gui Huan: "......"

Fish, Gui Huan, two of his favorite flavors intertwined, Liao Yong licked his lips, although his face was expressionless, but the whole person was radiant and satisfied.

Chapter 37

Within two days, the news of Liao Yong's physical education class running to the infirmary with Gui Huan in his arms spread.

Gui Huan didn't know that she was a celebrity in school. Study well, look good, and do "good people and good deeds" every day since last semester.

Whether "inside" or outside, he is an excellent Wei Guangzheng, which is very much in line with the fantasy of adolescent boys about the lover of their dreams.

Liao Yong was not eye-catching in the grade, but after he grew taller, the girls found out that there was such a number one person in the third year of junior high school.

The two were neighbors, and they often went to and from school together in the second year of junior high school.

Before Liao Yong was thin and small, Gui Huan stood with him, just a sister with a younger brother. Now that the two are standing together, Liao Yong always relies on her, no matter how you look at it, there is an unusual taste.

The class is a small society, and although puppy love is explicitly forbidden, it is not without signs of it.

Gui Huan opened his mind late in his previous life, and now when he looks at it, he can't help but sigh that they are really precocious.

Pressing the bell of the morning self-study, Gui Huan and Liao Yong walked into the classroom together. There was a sudden silence inside, and after a few seconds he resumed his voice, that is, his eyes would glance in the direction of the two of them from time to time.

Liao Yong keenly swept around, chewed on the shredded squid, paced to his seat, and put down Gui Huan's schoolbag.

Gui Huan didn't notice this, took out the textbook for morning self-study, sat down lazily next to Liao Yong, and said slowly: "I went to bed early." ”

The sun was shining outside the window, a nice sunny day.

Liao Yong fell asleep when he saw the sun, and blocked him with a book, and in less than five seconds, a long snoring sound sounded. Fortunately, his voice was not obvious, and Gui Huan knew that he was not tracheitis, but simply snoring.

Gui Huan looked at him, his eyes were slightly open, and his pupils were blank, as if he was in a daze.

After a while, Gui Huan walked to the podium and organized the class to read in the morning.

Diagonally in front of the two, Feng Wei secretly observed the interaction between the two, and unconsciously pressed the ballpoint pen with his right hand, and the more angry he was, the faster he pressed.