Piranhas also want to hug [Interstellar]

"Oh?" Cheng Dahua tilted his head in doubt.

Cheng Anlang woke up suddenly, withdrew his hand and smiled at Cheng Dahua, hurriedly picked up some unknown meat on the table, dipped it in the green sauce, and was about to stuff it into his mouth.

Zhang Mingyu was startled, and stood up to stop him. The chair rubbed against each other and made a sharp sound: "Wait a minute..."

However, it was too late.

"!!!" Cheng Anlang's eyes widened.

In an instant, Cheng Anlang felt a numbing and spicy taste rushing straight into his nasal cavity, exploding in his nasal cavity like a bomb, and tears poured out of his eyes like a faucet turned on, and he couldn't help it.

Cheng Anlang covered his face in his first reaction.

There was a startling cough.

"Cough cough! Cough! Cough..."

What is this!

Zhang Mingyu quickly stood up and pulled a napkin.

Cheng Dahua originally lowered his head to pull the meat from a large rib, but when Cheng Anlang fed him small ribs, he always picked the meat off, threw away the bones and fed him only the meat, which caused him to habitually eat only the meat from the bones now. .

It was eating vigorously, when it was suddenly surprised by Cheng Anlang's cough and raised its head.

Cheng Anlang's face was covered with tears, his cheeks were flushed, and he couldn't stop coughing.

Cheng Dahua instantly forgot that she was eating, her tongue was hanging out of her mouth, and the whole flower was sluggish.

This this……

this way...

It had seen the appearance of a dying mutant beast when it was nesting secretly in the mutant beast's planet Emsibba, and it was crying like this and trembling all over, and it lost its breath after a while...

Does Cheng Anlang want to...

"Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!" Cheng Dahua suddenly started to wail, and scared the lizard who was drinking the soup to the ground and almost fell off the table.

Cheng Dahua's wailing sound directly penetrated the box and reached the ears of everyone in the restaurant. They raised their heads one after another, and even the waiter staggered in shock and almost knocked off the plate!

"Fuck! What the fuck is that sound!"

"It seems to have come from Zhang Mingyu's box!"

"Zhang Mingyu's lizard doesn't sound like this!"

"Wait! Isn't there someone inside!"

"That flower! It's that flower! I've heard that cry before!"

"What the hell, there won't be a fight inside!"

Cheng Anlang was so choked that he couldn't keep his eyes open. He was covering his face with one hand, and the other hand was randomly touching the napkin on the table. Suddenly, Cheng Dahua's wailing sound came from his ears, and he couldn't care less about wiping his face for a while. .

He barely opened his blurred eyes, and while coughing, he tried to comfort Cheng Dahua: "Don't...cough cough...don't bark...I...cough...I'm fine...cough cough cough!"

Seeing this, Zhang Mingyu stuffed the napkin into Cheng Anlang's hands, and asked him to wipe his face first, then turned around and quickly comforted Cheng Dahua: "It's okay, it's okay, Cheng Anlang just got choked, it will be fine in a while, don't worry."

"Aw... Aw..." Cheng Dahua felt a little relieved now, her mouth was half opened, she was still howling, her voice was much quieter, she pushed aside Zhang Mingyu, who was blocking her sight, with the leaves, and stretched the roots towards her. Cheng Anlang

The son watched eagerly.

Zhang Mingyu was caught off guard and pushed by Ye Zi, and chuckled inwardly: This flower is really...

After comforting Cheng Dahua, he turned to check Cheng Anlang's situation and poured him a glass of water.

"Cough...cough..." Cheng Anlang took the water Zhang Mingyu handed over and drank it, gasping for a few times to suppress the burning sensation in his throat and nasal cavity, he took a napkin to wipe off the tears on his face, and sniffed low Shaking his head, he felt that he was a bit embarrassed, and he was embarrassed to look at Zhang Mingyu: "Yes... I'm sorry, I don't have... this kind of green... I haven't eaten that kind... I don't know..."

A chuckle came from above, and Cheng Anlang lowered his head.

I really lost my face today...

If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't eat it indiscriminately...

Ugh……

Suddenly the head was touched.

Cheng Anlang was startled, and suddenly looked up at Zhang Mingyu, the redness in the corners of his eyes hadn't faded: "You...why are you touching my head!"

"..."

The smile on Zhang Mingyu's face turned into surprise before he took it back. He was completely conditioned. He thought Cheng Anlang was a little cute at that moment. Once he relaxed, he couldn't help touching it, just like touching the head of a lizard. Same.

After touching it, I felt something was wrong...

He looked down at Cheng Anlang's slightly moist eyes, and opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say in embarrassment...

Zhang Mingyu was speechless for a moment, but Cheng Anlang's face, which was already flushed from coughing, turned even redder.

Why is this person looking at me and not speaking...

The turbulent voices in the restaurant were inaudible, like a distant melody, and the bright lights shone behind Zhang Mingyu, coating his whole body with a hazy golden rim.

His eyes are so pretty...

Cheng Anlang thought.

It is as difficult to see through as the stars at night, and as deep as the sea without ripples.

Cheng Anlang's heart skipped a beat.

Oops... what am I thinking!

Cheng Anlang shook his head, drove away all his wild thoughts, and collected himself: "You just touched my head..."

The words stopped abruptly.

Hold!Why am I asking again!

Simply humiliating!

Isn't it just a pat on the head!

Why do I still have to ask why!

……

Cheng Anlang gently stroked his head unconsciously.

Why on earth is he touching my head?

Zhang Mingyu turned his head to the side and said suddenly: "I'm sorry, I..."

"Ah?" Cheng Anlang was still immersed in his own thoughts, "What..."

"I..." Zhang Mingyu paused, but still said: "I'm sorry just now, I'm used to touching the lizard's head, I couldn't control it..."

Cheng Anlang: "...no...nothing."

It turned out that they took me for a lizard...

Cheng Anlang came back to his senses: "Cough...it's okay, it's just that I haven't been touched on the head by others, I'm just not used to it, it's okay, let's sit down and eat..."

What's going on, I'm still thinking about it after being touched...

Cheng Anlang wiped his hands absently, and took out the napkin to wipe the oil on Cheng Dahua's mouth.

Zhang Mingyu sat back in his seat and sighed deeply in his heart: Why didn't I just stop...

Zhang Mingyu couldn't help looking at his palm: So his hair is so fluffy

, completely different from the cold and hard feeling of touching a lizard melon...

Cheng Anlang slowly glanced at Zhang Mingyu from the corner of his eye, and was shocked: Why did he look at his hand!

Did I get dandruff on his hands?

But I washed my hair this morning...

It is also very clean...

Hold……

Cheng Anlang almost touched his hair to check it out. When he moved, he knocked his hand on the table and made a soft sound. Cheng Anlang withdrew his hand abruptly, spitting lightly in his heart: Why do I feel like I'm bewitched...

He hurriedly found something to say: "You... that... why are you practicing mechas in the primary combat area in the middle of the night, and still use that... the lowest-end model..."

Zhang Mingyu was startled back to his senses by the soft sound, he clenched his hands, looked up at Cheng Anlang, and stammered a bit: "Cough...that's me, my mech is going back to the factory to replace some equipment, advanced combat area It is not open at night, so I go to the primary combat area to practice other things when I have nothing to do."

Cheng Anlang nodded indiscriminately: "Well... so it's like this... oh..."

After Cheng Anlang responded, they fell silent again. The two of them had nothing to say for a moment, only Cheng Dahua's "hachihachi" licking the soup.

what more...

what else to say...

Cheng Anlang thought.

In fact, he and I can only talk about some transactions that are not worth mentioning to him...

Nothing else to talk about at all...

Cheng Anlang lowered his head, and the little flame that was still a little excited was suddenly extinguished by a pot of water.

Zhang Mingyu looked at Cheng Anlang who had suddenly collapsed across the street: Why did he suddenly collapse?

Zhang Mingyu didn't understand, so he thought for a moment and said, "If you... have any questions about mechas, I can teach you."

It was as if a thunderbolt exploded above his head, igniting the small flame in Cheng Anlang's heart that was about to go out. He raised his head and opened his eyes wide: "What!"

What did he just hear!

Zhang Mingyu said he wanted to teach him mechs? !

Does Zhang Mingyu know what he is talking about?

Even if you have nothing to say, you can't talk nonsense!

Zhang Mingyu, Emperor Star General, pilots a sss-level mecha.

He, a rookie from Garbage Star, drives the lowest-end mecha.

If it wasn't for him forgetting to take something and going back to the battle room tonight, they might never meet in their lifetime.

Some of them could only be sellers and buyers, or he, as Shen Rui's unremarkable subordinate, stood in the crowd behind Shen Rui and looked at Zhang Mingyu from a distance.

Since then there has been no intersection...

But now, not only did he sit at the same table with Zhang Mingyu for dinner, but Zhang Mingyu actually said that he wanted to teach him mechs? !

This was something he had never even dared to think about before.

and many more……

Cheng Anlang calmed down.

People like Zhang Mingyu should be good at talking about scenes.

Cheng Anlang imagined it based on the characters in the film and television dramas he had watched before.

Maybe it's just being polite...

If he doesn't understand anything, he can just ask Teacher Lu directly, there is no need for Zhang Mingyu at all...

Yes, he was just being polite.

Then I refused enthusiastically and politely, and after some evasions, everyone was happy.

Is this the way...

Cheng Anlang's eyes flickered slightly, and he said dryly: "No, no need...I'm fine, no...no problem..."

Zhang Mingyu smiled: "Then when you have a problem, you can call me anytime."

"Okay...Ok..."

Cheng Anlang, Zhang Mingyu and the lizard melons had almost eaten their fill, only Cheng Dahua kept snorting.

Zhang Mingyu wondered, "Dahua has a good appetite."

Cheng Anlang was embarrassed: "It's...not bad..."

Except for Dahua, everyone else finished eating...

It's getting late, should we go...

Did he say it or Zhang Mingyu said...

Cheng Anlang glanced at Zhang Mingyu, Zhang Mingyu was looking at Cheng Dahua with great interest, without any intention of getting up and leaving after eating.

Is it difficult for Zhang Mingyu to speak directly?

After all, Cheng Dahua hasn't finished eating yet.

But Cheng Dahua didn't finish eating...

Cheng Anlang thought inwardly.

He has never had dinner with others, and he doesn't know how others naturally end the meal and leave.

Could it be said directly?

Cheng Anlang clasped the edge of the table and said, "Should we...should we go?"

Zhang Mingyu: "Let's go? Hasn't the big flower been eaten yet?"

Cheng Anlang: "...it's never finished."

Cheng Dahua groaned and swallowed the last piece of tuna.

Cheng Anlang turned his head and stared at it secretly: Don't eat it!

"Ouch!"

Cheng Dahua knew that he was going to eat faster and more rudely, and his saliva was about to fly out!

Under Cheng Dahua's movements, the table made a "clang bang" sound, the lizard melon felt its claws bumping, and the crisp sound of the discs colliding into one piece.

Finally, when Cheng Dahua directly opened his mouth to swallow the plate with meat, Cheng Anlang pressed its head.

"Don't! Eat! It's gone!"

"Ow..."