Vicious cannon fodder is prohibited for beauties to play

"You didn't have dinner today, are you hungry now?"

Seeing that the child had finally calmed down, Huo Yan quickly asked the question that he had been concerned about all night.

Si Cen sat cross-legged on the sleeping bag that Huo Yan had laid out flat, tilted his head and propped up one cheek with his hand, blinking at him, "I'm hungry, didn't you give me chocolate?"

He held the chocolate bar in his other hand, spinning it delicately around between his fingers.

Go forward for a circle, then go backwards, and occasionally spin it between the fingers... it's so fancy and dazzling.

The brown packaging bag made his slender fingers look snow-white, and in Huo Yan's eyes, even the joints on his fingers were delicate.

It's completely different from his hands.

It’s hard to imagine how heartbroken he would be if his hand was stained with the dirty blood of zombies.

Still don't.

"Ok?"

The kid raised his hand and snapped his fingers in front of him, "Has anyone ever told you that you really love to daydream?"

Huo Yan shook his head.

"Haha, that's right. Even if you're in a daze, few people can tell with this face of yours, right? It's not like everyone is as smart as me, young master. But speaking of this, having facial paralysis actually has a lot of advantages. You can pretend to be cool, be in a daze openly, and remain cool and mysterious when you don't want to be seen through. Wow~"

Huo Yan already understood why Wu Suo kept saying, "I'm not saying that, the young master type is the kind of dumb groom that everyone on the Internet used to call! When he shuts his mouth, he stuns everyone, and when he opens his mouth, he shocks my mother. What a beautiful man, but it's a pity that he has a mouth, ah~"

The way he speaks is completely opposite to the impression given by his appearance and temperament.

But Huo Yan still thought it was cute.

He is a little noisy, fickle, spoiled, willful and bad-tempered, but when he is well behaved, he will look at you with watery eyes, smile sweetly, and circle around you.

He actually had a cool and elegant fox-like appearance, but Huo Yan thought he looked like a puppy.

His emotions are very distinct. When he is happy, he will act coquettishly around you. When he is unhappy, he will bark at you. He thinks he is fierce and shows his fangs, but the most he achieves is to bite your trouser leg. But he still thinks he is very fierce and powerful, and is very proud of himself.

As long as you don't expose his weakness, or show off that he is not powerful enough, he will immediately start to show off and then be happy again. He is very easy to appease.

It's really cute.

He didn’t think Si Cen was “a beautiful woman who unfortunately had a mouth”, he liked him to make noise.

"I don't have facial paralysis." Huo Yan said this and received a sympathetic look from the child.

"So you asked me if I was hungry, do you have anything to eat for me?" Si Cen brought the subject back.

Huo Yan thought about it.

Every one of these psychics who go out to look for supplies will secretly hide some of their "private" supplies while collecting them.

This practice is not allowed openly, but logically speaking, Huo Yan would never care about small actions such as hiding a pack of cigarettes or a bag of candy.

Don't talk about the principles of selflessness and fairness.

Although those with special abilities who go out on missions can also obtain higher contribution points, they are also risking their lives.

They put their heads on their belts and brought back a large amount of supplies for the base. During the process, they also kept some snacks for themselves. The amount was not even a drop in the bucket of what they brought back, so it was not excessive.

This became an unspoken understanding when Team One and Team Two went out on missions.

Three years after the apocalypse, supplies have become increasingly scarce, but after several years of hard work, the base has managed to grow crops and produce food again. Although the survivors today are not very wealthy, at least they will not starve to death.

There is no need to worry too much about the energy needed to maintain life, but the various snacks, cigarettes, alcohol, etc. that seemed everywhere before the end of the world and even were despised by many people have become very scarce and popular.

There are always those heavy smokers who just can’t quit, and when they see cigarettes they can’t help but save a pack for themselves.

Most of the other team members prefer to hide their food.

More or less, everyone always has some snacks hidden in their pocket.

But Huo Yan didn't.

He has a light appetite and most of the time he just eats compressed dry food to satisfy his body's needs. He has always had the habit of not smoking or drinking, and he has no reason to do so. He just instinctively feels no interest in it.

He now regretted that he didn't have the habit of saving some food.

He remembered what Qin Shu had said to Si Cen before, so he said honestly, "I don't have anything to eat, but I can go find someone to exchange some for you, your favorite bread, candy, etc., or if you want to eat hot food, I'll ask if anyone has anything else."

Si Cen made a disappointed expression, "You don't even have anything to eat, and you still dare to chase someone?"

Huo Yan: ...

"I'm just not used to carrying food with me. I only have compressed dry food with me, but there will be plenty of other things when I return to the base."

Actually no, but he can exchange it for contribution points.

His contribution points have almost only come in and not go out in the past three years, so this should be a pretty good number.

The child's eyes lit up, and for some reason he suddenly became excited. He stretched out his legs and kicked his feet directly on Huo Yan's legs. "Oh, then go and ask now. Not only do I want to eat the bread, I also want to eat Qin Shu's self-heating hot pot. I saw that he has been secretly hiding a box in his backpack. I want to eat it. Bring it to me."

It is really not easy to find self-heating hot pot these days.

Originally, Qin Shu hadn't taken it out to snack on himself along the way, and Si Cen thought he was saving it for the protagonist.

But now, I’m not so sure!

Haha...why are you always coveting the cakes in other people’s bowls?

These paper people are not very kind.

Si Cen almost laughed out loud when he thought about how surprised Qin Shu would be when he saw Huo Yan coming to him so late at night, and how constipated Qin Shu would be when he heard that Huo Yan was asking him for food or for himself.

He stepped on Huo Yan's legs without any manners, urging him, "Go quickly."

Si Cen had taken off his shoes now, and he was not wearing socks either. He stepped on Huo Yan's calves, which formed a sharp black and white conflict with his pure black trouser legs and the leather boots tied up from the ankles with laces.

Huo Yan bent down and grabbed Si Cen's feet, holding them tightly.

The thumb rubbed the instep of his foot.

This was very strange, and the posture of having one leg fixed by the sole of the foot was also very strange.

The child, who was originally quite arrogant, suddenly fell silent, and even couldn't help shivering when he stroked the instep of his feet, and his eyelashes were trembling slightly.

Very nice.

Huo Yan stared at his instantly alert eyes and said in a deep voice, "There are metal buckles on my boots, don't scratch your feet."

Si Cen looked into his eyes.

Something seemed to be floating bit by bit in those cold eyes that were as dark as ink and quiet and deep.

His palms were still cold, and he didn't seem to be sweating at all on this night with a temperature of 40 degrees Celsius. Holding Si Cen's warm soles of his feet should make him feel cool and comfortable.

but……

So dangerous!

The look in his eyes and the way he spoke in a low voice.