From the beginning of civilization

"Pah! Ouch!"

Ling said, covering her head with one hand and rubbing her butt with the other.

"Brother Fan, can't you be a little gentler with girls? If you're too violent, it'll be hard to find a girlfriend."

Fan looked at Ling who was pretending to be strong. He knew very well how much force he had used just now, and he could not cause any harm to Ling at all.

"Okay, Ling, stop pretending. I know how hard I'm going to hit you."

"Are you still going to eat? If not..."

Ling immediately jumped up from the ground, as if nothing had happened, "Why don't you eat?"

Ling followed the two of them and walked towards the cafeteria. Along the way, the patrolmen stopped patrolling and saluted Fan after seeing him. Fan nodded and continued walking forward.

Ling looked at Fan's back, pinched her chin, and began to think.

"It seems that this Brother Fan should be an important figure in these bases."

"His appearance is pretty good, and it suits her aesthetic standards. Although his personality is a bit straightforward, overall he's pretty good."

"Young, rich, good-looking, and powerful, isn't this the perfect candidate for sister-in-law?"

"But the maid beside him is a big enemy." Ling glanced at Ruoyin and swallowed subconsciously.

With an exquisite face, a perfect figure, and a black and white maid uniform, every step she takes forward is a true enjoyment of beauty.

"But I think of my sister, who's more powerful than this maid in front of me. As for the rest..." (Ah, cut! Sakura, who was still working, suddenly sneezed.)

e-(?д??) Alas...

Thinking of this, Ling sighed helplessly.

"Sister, can you please let me, your younger sister, take care of you for a little while?"

"You're already old and haven't found a boyfriend yet. If you don't find one soon, you'll become an old maid."

"Let me, your younger sister, help you."

As the saying goes, the first to strike is the strongest, the last to strike will suffer.

So Ling made up her mind, ran forward a few steps, stretched out her little hand and tugged at the corner of Fan's clothes.

"Brother Fan, Brother Fan..."

Fan turned his head and looked at the little guy who was tugging at the corner of his clothes, and took out a chocolate from his pocket.

"Ling, wait a moment. We're almost at the cafeteria. If you can't stand it anymore, try this first."

"Oh..." Ling subconsciously took the chocolate bag, opened the wrapper, took a bite, and her eyes lit up: "Delicious?"

Later I realized, “No, that’s not what I meant.”

I wanted to throw the chocolate in my hand to the ground.

But she couldn't bear to do so.

At this time, the rich aftertaste of chocolate came into my mouth again.

"I'm sorry, sister. It's not that I don't want to help you, it's just that the chocolates my brother-in-law gave me are too tempting."

He took another big bite of the chocolate in his hand.

"It's so fragrant!"

The two of them flew to the cafeteria. Ling saw the wide variety of food and the aroma wafting everywhere.

His saliva was all over the floor.

He picked up the plate next to him and wanted to rush over.

However, Fan grabbed his collar and he almost fell to the ground due to inertia.

"Brother Fan, what are you doing? Why are you stopping me?..."

Ling turned her head and saw Fan. His eyes were deep and calm, his face was dignified, exuding a majestic and sacred atmosphere. His expression was serious and solemn. He stretched out his hands and patted her shoulders, and his voice was full of oppression.

"Ling, I want to remind you, eat as much as you can, don't waste it."

As he spoke, he pointed to the ceiling in the center. "If you're wasting, point to the two people over there as an example."

Ling looked in the direction the finger was pointing and saw two people hanging in the air.

His face was pale and thin, and his cheeks were sunken. If the two men had not groaned from time to time, one would have thought that there were two corpses falling there.

He slowly turned around and looked at Fan who was smiling in front of him.

"Do you understand now?"

Ling nodded his little head rapidly, indicating that he understood and would never waste food. He didn't want to be turned into a person hanging from the ceiling.

There were two of us on one plane. We picked some food from the buffet area and waited until it was time to choose drinks.

Ling stopped in front of the beverage machine with three big words "Oolong Tea" on it.

She picked up the cup next to her, took a cup, and smelled it. There was no smell of alcohol, just the normal smell of oolong tea, but she didn't dare to drink it.

He took out a lighter from his schoolbag and watched the blue flame emerge.

( ??? ? ??? ) ???

Ling took the cup of oolong tea,

He ran to the side and handed it to an older man, saying sweetly, "Uncle, I took the wrong drink. This one is for you."

Custer, who was eating, saw a cute girl appear beside him. She looked at him with pleading eyes and patted her chest and said, "No problem, leave it to uncle. Uncle will finish it for you."

He picked up the oolong tea and gulped it down, a look of relief on his face. "Ah, so refreshing! This is much more refreshing than plain water. No wonder they all drink this."

Ling(;?_?)……

"Okay... I understand. You can't drink plain water either."

But Ling searched for a long time, but no matter whether it was cola, coffee, or juice... none of them were drinkable, and they could all be lit with a lighter.

Custer looked at Ling and handed him another glass of juice. He waved his hand and said.

"Little girl, I really can't drink anymore. You go find someone else..." He shook his head, fell on the plate, and began to snore like thunder.

Ling: "..."

Ling still gave the drink away.

Holding the dinner tray, he walked up to Fan dejectedly and sighed.

Fan also took the last bite of food and looked at Ling's dejected expression.

Ruoyin leaned close to Fan's ear and muttered a few words in a low voice.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Ling was a little confused, and when she saw Fan suddenly laughing, she asked.

"what are you laughing at."

"Nothing." Fan waved his hand and glanced at Ling. He covered his mouth, afraid that he would laugh out loud.

I just heard Ruoyin say that a little girl appeared and the drink she poured was the wrong one, it was alcohol.

He gave the same person more than a dozen glasses of wine and got him drunk.

Ling just said she wanted to get a drink, and considering that he had been missing for such a long time.

I guess that little girl is her.

Ruoyin took a glass of juice and placed it in front of Ling.

Ling looked at the juice in front of her, and subconsciously took out the lighter from her pocket, but found that it didn't light up at all.

Seeing Ling's actions, Fan couldn't help but started laughing.

Ling also understood what he was laughing at just now.

So I turned my grief and anger into appetite

After taking a bite, I couldn’t stop eating the food in front of me.

“It’s delicious, delicious, so delicious.”

"Sister, does she eat such delicious food every day? She is so happy. If I hadn't sneaked down here today, how long would you have kept it a secret from me?"

Once in, everything is swept away by the gust of wind.

Ling's belly was round from eating so much. She lay on the chair, burped, and didn't want to move at all.

Looking at Fan who was drinking tea in front of her, Ruoyin didn't know where he had gone.

Then he came up to Fan mysteriously.

"Brother Fan, Brother Fan...would you like me to introduce my sister to you?"

Ling didn't notice that two figures appeared behind her.

Fan said calmly, holding the teacup in his hand.

"Oh, is it so?"

Ling nodded her head, her hands gesturing

"Let me tell you, my sister is very beautiful, and her body is very soft..."

Just as Ling continued to speak, a familiar voice sounded behind him.

"Ling! Why are you here?"

Ling slowly opened her mouth and turned her head.

She saw Ying standing behind her with a smile on her face, and next to her stood the disappeared Ruoyin.

"Sister, why are you here?"

Ying grabbed Ling and placed her on her lap.

Ling seemed to have a premonition of her fate and shouted, "Sister, no! Please save some face for me outside."

Ying pretended not to hear and began to educate her sister.

Ling started crying loudly because of the pain coming from behind. She felt that her sister hit her harder this time than before.

In the panic, he saw someone in front of him, and like seeing a life-saving straw, he shouted: "Brother Fan, save me!"

Ying held Ling in her arms, lowered her head, bowed deeply, and said, "I'm sorry, Chief. I've embarrassed you."

Fan's mouth corners turned up, and he looked very happy.

"It's okay, it's okay. I'm very happy to meet this little guy."

"Wait, sister, what did you say? You said Brother Fan is the leader here." Ling was a little overjoyed, and made a decision in her heart that she had decided on this brother-in-law.

Ying punched Ling in the head. "You have no business talking here. I'll settle accounts with you later. Also, give me your transcript."

After hearing this, Ling's originally happy face immediately turned into a bitter one.