food is the sky

Huang Shaotian was pained and happy after eating the meal, all the meals except for the okra were delicious, but when he thought of having okra, which is a spoiled item, Huang Shaotian's expression felt like he was dying.

He sneakily handed a piece of okra to Pudding who was guarding his leg. Pudding sniffed it disgustingly and then sneezed, slipped to Han Wenqing's feet in a sticky manner, and scratched his trouser leg without fear of dying. food.

"You don't even eat pudding..." Huang Shaotian looked at Yu Wenzhou pitifully, "Why do you want me to eat it?"

When Yu Wenzhou was about to persuade him patiently, Zhang Xinjie flew over with a sharp glance: "Do you want to eat?"

"..." Huang Shaotian desperately picked up a piece of okra and stuffed it into his mouth, his eyes were filled with the despair of compromising under the power, "Eat..."

Han Wenqing silently tore a small piece of beef and handed it to the little fat man who was holding on to his trouser leg. The pudding chomped on while eating, the happiness on his face was in stark contrast to Huang Shaotian's.

Yu Wenzhou rubbed his head sympathetically, and coaxed him in a low voice: "I'll add more sugar to you later?"

"I don't want to see this thing for dinner," Huang Shaotian put his head on his hand and arched it, "Let's add some more meat dishes! If you want meat, you want meat! I want seafood! I just don't want vegetables! "

Han Wenqing finished the bowl of rice silently, and added another bowl to himself under the eyes of the people watching the rice bucket: "I have a few sea crabs and a basket of hairy crabs just sent by my former comrades in arms..."

The eyes of Zhang Xinjie and Huang Shaotian suddenly lit up, and Huang Shaotian looked at Wenzhou eagerly: "There are crabs..."

Yu Wenzhou grabbed the pudding that was rubbing and grinding at Han Wenqing's feet, dumbfounded: "But the crab is not mine."

Han Wenqing nodded knowingly: "Come up and get it when you're ready, just remember to add my pair of chopsticks for dinner."

After eating and drinking, Huang Shaotian nestled on the sofa, basking in his bulging belly like a pudding.Zhang Xinjie looked amused and poked his stomach with his hand. Huang Shaotian was so frightened that he got up and hid in the corner of the sofa: "Why are you poking my stomach for nothing!?"

Zhang Xinjie glanced at him calmly: "It's fun."

"You, you, you..." Huang Shaotian pointed at him and couldn't shake out a complete sentence, "Just poking me for fun?!"

Zhang Xinjie nodded his head as a matter of course, and waved to Huang Shaotian with his hands propped on the sofa. Seeing this situation, Yu Wenzhou gave Huang Shaotian a sympathetic look, lowered his hair and sent out a message, deciding to go to the kitchen to wash the dishes and not participate in this kind of thing.

Huang Shaotian was about to accuse Yu Wenzhou of why he didn't help him when he received a text message saying: "He may have something to ask you".

Zhang Xinjie sat in front of Huang Shaotian and looked him in the eyes: "Come here, I have something to ask you."

Huang Shaotian's head froze for a moment, and four large characters circled around in his mind: Dongchuang Incident! !

Leaning on the kitchen door, Yu Wenzhou kindly sent a suggestion: "Zhang Jiale didn't ask you not to tell him, did he?"

Zhang Xinjie flipped through the cell phone seized from Huang Shaotian: "I called you at 10 o'clock in the morning. By the way, who was the photo of the hot bullfrog in your cell phone sent to? By the way, Yu Wenzhou just sent you a text message." .”

Huang Shaotian pitifully nestled on the sofa with pudding in his arms: "I... I, I... I... Zhang Xinjie, why are you looking through my phone like my mother... Zhang Jiale is someone else... He is such a big man and he won't lose it, right? Everyone is an adult..."

"Where did he go last night?" Zhang Xinjie knocked on the table to interrupt Huang Shaotian, "Or, who did he go with?"

Huang Shaotian glanced at the text message Yu Wenzhou sent him, and decisively sold Sun Zheping and Zhang Jiale to Zhang Xinjie.

Zhang Jiale took a piece of paper and blew his nose, looked angrily at the hot bullfrog sent by Huang Shaotian, and sneezed loudly.Gritting his teeth, he thought about how to catch Huang Shaotian and hang him up and beat him up in a few days...

Before the evening time came and Huang Shaotian hadn't finished eating the seafood he wanted, his phone started howling desperately.Zhang Xinjie and Yu Wenzhou silently guarded a basket of crabs with claws and claws, and watched as Han Wenqing and Huang Shaotian were urged to work overtime by phone calls.

"Working overtime and overtime..." Huang Shaotian murmured on the sidelines, "The agreed time off is a lie, it's a blessing to let me have a weekend! Ye Xiu, I'm going to drag him out and beat him! If you have nothing to do, come to me What are you doing?!! Go for a few days at a time this time?!"

Smoking a cigarette, Ye Xiu handed him the things in his hands: "It's best to finish it as soon as possible, pay attention to safety, and pay attention to finishing. And don't think about dating when you are performing tasks. Put a ribbon on it and send it to your boyfriend on the bed."

The moment Huang Shaotian took the things, his eyes seemed to lighten a little. After quietly rubbing the things for a while, he picked up the things and swore that he wouldn't leave today if he didn't beat Ye Xiu to death!You don't have to worry about the consequences when you fight against Ye Xiu like you did against Zhang Xinjie and Yu Wenzhou. Anyway, Ye Xiu's skin is thick and he can't be beaten to death for a while!

Yu Wenzhou checked the big crabs for a while, changed the water and kept them in the big tank.Zhang Xinjie looked behind him for a while and suddenly asked, "You seem to know that Huang Shaotian won't be back tonight?"

Yu Wenzhou paused, and continued to work with the hand that untied the crab's straw: "I thought you knew that too?"

Zhang Xinjie looked at the basket of crabs, and nodded thoughtfully: "In the past, if Huang Shaotian said he couldn't beat me, he would fight directly, but since he came back a certain time, he didn't even dare to fight back, so I I've been thinking about a question..."

"I want to ask why his combat power seems weak?"

With a sneer, Zhang Xinjie grabbed a crab that was trying to escape and threw it back into the water tank: "His combat power has never weakened. It can be seen intuitively that his quality in all aspects has always been at its peak. Every year, I read his and Zhang Jiale's physical examination reports." , but I would like to suggest that they find a more professional fake medical report."

"But what's the use of telling me this?" Yu Wenzhou closed the lid with a harmless face, and looked at Zhang Xinjie half-supporting the cooking table, "Or, who do you think I am? At least four years of classmates love you like this It's unreasonable to doubt me."

The two of them were in a stalemate with Maimang for a while, and Yu Wenzhou seemed to remember something and suddenly smiled: "Speaking of which, I'm also curious about one thing, hasn't Zhang Jiale wondered why he doesn't have a long-term monitoring person around him?" A third-party physician?"

Zhang Xinjie adjusted his glasses and stood up clearly: "So they are all third parties. Is it interesting for you to play like this?"

"At least," Yu Wenzhou paused, glanced at the pudding that slipped in and began to pick off the pudding on Zhang Xinjie's trouser legs, bent over and picked him up, and nodded his nose, "Isn't someone's reaction interesting?"

Pudding muttered innocently, but Zhang Xinjie took Yu Wenzhou's words seriously on this point, which is really interesting.

"Then you," Zhang Xinjie probably thought about Yu Wenzhou's identity, and asked with some uncertainty, "Whose third party is it?"

"I'm actually..." Yu Wenzhou pinched his chin and thought for a while, seeming a little confused by this question, "I'm really just on vacation, or I've been working all the time, but I'm sure I'm really a Dessert shop owner."

Zhang Xinjie looked disbelieving: "Then why are you so actively seducing Huang Shaotian?"

Yu Wenzhou didn't have any awareness of being exposed at all: "Is it so obvious?"

"You didn't love cooking so much when you were in college." Zhang Xinjie exposed him without hesitation.

"It's so obvious." Yu Wenzhou rubbed his nose thoughtfully, "Then I will pay more attention to it, thank you for reminding me."

Zhang Jiale came back the next night with his hands on his waist, and after entering the room, he looked around and felt that he should not have been exposed, so he strolled into the bedroom in a big way.As soon as the door was opened, Zhang Xinjie was half-leaning on the bed reading a book, when he heard a voice, he looked up at him and asked coldly, "Are you willing to come back?"

Zhang Jiale heard it vividly, Huang Shaotian's mother held Huang Shaotian's father's ear and tortured her to ask you where did you go to come back so late?You also know why you don't just live outside until the end of time when you come back, don't have the illusion of coming back.

Oh... Zhang Jiale's mother wouldn't do this kind of thing, usually his father squats alone at home and looks after his wife.

"I..." Zhang Jiale dragged the windbreaker on the hanger, and held Zhang Xinjie in a hungry posture, "Didn't you come back? How could I be reluctant to come back! I have to come back and hug you to sleep, baby new Jay."

"Really?" Zhang Xinjie frowned and struggled, lest his brother rub him to pieces first, "Then who did you sleep with last night?"

Zhang Jiale silently let go of his hand, and kissed Zhang Xinjie fiercely: "Why are you so serious?!! I don't know how to mess around!"

"Then you're going to eat back grass?"

Zhang Jiale looked at Zhang Xinjie silently for a while, grabbed his face and squeezed it: "Huang Shaotian sold me or Yu Wenzhou? How much? I haven't sold the news that the two of them are dating yet." They dare to report me??"

"You just..." Zhang Xinjie rested his head on Zhang Jiale's shoulder, and asked him in confusion, "You like him that much?"

Zhang Jiale wrapped the two of them in a quilt pitifully and rolled on the bed, hugging his younger brother: "If I don't like him, I can only like you, Xinjie... my father will kill me Hit it!"

"He dares!" Zhang Xinjie blurted out, and suddenly realized that Zhang Jiale was teasing him again, and gave him a dissatisfied look, "It's as if no one can control who you like now."

"You," Zhang Jiale opened his mouth to coax people, "If you don't agree, I promise I won't bring him back to attract your attention. Oh boy, don't even think about it. I have a job other than... Who are you going to harm?"

...Zhang Xinjie always felt that the second half of the sentence was used by a playboy to coax the first wife of the big house, not the brother to coax the younger brother...

"Your profession..."

Suddenly Zhang Xinjie was also a little confused. What Zhang Xinjie said was right. Whether they were on the front line or retired from the front line, they would more or less feel that finding someone outside the circle to fall in love with is purely a disaster. people.The revenge of some drug lords is vicious and hard to guard against. There are countless family members, pets and even friends who have angered the anti-narcotics military and police.

"It would be dangerous if Yu Wenzhou and Huang Shaotian got involved in this pudding." Zhang Jiale put his arms around his younger brother's slender waist and rubbed it up and down. "You too, be careful when you go out and someone will put a sack on you."

Zhang Xinjie patted Zhang Jiale's hand away expressionlessly: "If I was 14 years old and you lied to me with this, I would still believe it."

The implication is that I will be 25 this year, so don't lie to me about coaxing children.

Zhang Jiale hugged Zhang Xinjie's arms in frustration: "I'm really...really... not just like it, okay?"

"Then what else?" Zhang Xinjie turned Zhang Jiale's face and asked him, "You want to spend the rest of your life with him? Are you not afraid that some troubles will come to him this time?"

"..." Zhang Jiale rubbed Zhang Xinjie dejectedly, "It's not like you don't know why we were recruited by a second-generation military official like us to take on that mission. layer of security.”

"So you just want to spend the rest of your life with him?"

Zhang Jiale took a serious look at Zhang Xinjie's face, and admitted honestly: "I had this plan before, and it would be a lie to say that I just like that one. I fell in love with it from the very beginning. Anyway, your brother is handsome, and you know that there are few people in general. Can resist my charm, besides... um"

Zhang Xinjie ruthlessly covered Zhang Jiale's boastful mouth: "Then how much does he like you? Or what does he think?"

"This..." Zhang Jiale silently tried to pull up the quilt to pretend that he was sleepy, "You have to ask him about this, one day when you are in a good mood, I will bring him back and we will ask together?"

Zhang Xinjie silently stretched his legs and kicked his brother off the bed: "You don't know whether he likes you or not, and how much he likes you now? You can't wait to tell me that you are going to turn back? Go and give me a bath before you come up." sleep!"

Zhang Jiale was wronged like a little daughter-in-law, and went to take a bath in desperation.

Huang Shaotian's earphones for receiving instructions have only had mechanical electronic sounds for a long time, but in fact, there will be processed human voices to convey more precise instructions at special moments.The sound that has been mechanically processed and encrypted sounds even colder and mechanical than the electronic sound.

It's been a long time since Huang Shaotian received such a voice command. Unlike all the team members, he is best at not only online tasks like electronic intrusion or electronic warfare.If there is a need for him, he is probably the most hidden sharp blade.

The command instructor who discovered his talent also felt incredible. No one can imagine that a boy with a happy family and a cheerful nature is actually the best executor when performing tasks such as "beheading".

Similarly, once the processed human voice sounded, there would only be one task for him.

After running thousands of miles to deal with the last traces, Huang Shaotian wiped the cold weapon in his hand and looked at the city immersed in the night, dancing and peacefully stroking his stomach aggrieved, and found that this time he was really hungry...

Damn Yu Wenzhou! ! !What are you doing so well? ? ! !I can't even eat tactical biscuits! ! ! ? ?