Slag Girl Illustrated Book

"It's okay." Yue Jie said.

Aunt Zhang just left.

"What are you going to do?" Ruan Xihe asked him cross-legged, arms on the back of the chair.

"What do you want to eat?"

"What do you want to eat?" Ruan Xihe asked with a smile.

"You can learn."

"Then I want to eat the super cute one."

...

Half an hour later

Ruan Xihe sat at the dining table, looking at the food in front of him.

If not, she would watch him work step by step, and she couldn't believe that such a delicate and lovely thing could have been made by a man.

This carving is absolutely amazing.

"Do you know how to cook?" She lifted her cheek to look at him.

"know a little."

"You shouldn't have the chance to learn to cook." Ruan Xihe felt strange.

"I was sent to the army by my grandfather when I was six, and I didn't go home until I was 13." He smiled.

"Should I enter at the age of six? It should be very hard there."

Ruan Xi and the coach who retired with the special forces before, the master taught her tricks, occasionally chatting and talking about the past.

"It was very hard. At first, I was clamoring about going home. I didn't eat or sleep. Finally I passed out. After waking up, I still had to go to training even if I wasn't feeling well. Later I learned how to behave and didn't dare to make myself sick." There is a bit of nostalgia in it.

"Sometimes on a mission, in the wild, you can't starve yourself to death, just take the local materials, feed yourself, and eat." He said it lightly, as if that period of time was nothing to him.

Only those who have experienced it will know the taste of each.

"Is this your Yuejia tradition?"

"No, at that time, the situation at home was very chaotic. Grandpa sent me in to protect me." He poked the snack on the plate with a fork.

I said that, but it was still uncomfortable when I was young. When I left home, I always felt that I was the one who was abandoned.

Several times he really thought that he was going to die outside, only to survive with a sigh of relief in his heart.

Sometimes I think that it is him who is more obedient, and he is clearly striving to be the best in everything, and why he is the one who is sacrificed in the end.

But Yue Qi is really young, and he can't be asked to suffer. It's him, it's him.

"Don't you still have a younger brother, he also joined you in the army?"

"He didn't. When I was a kid, I could only protect one. Of the two children, I am the older brother, so I can't let my younger brother go."

Ruan Xihe put down the tableware in his hand, sat next to Yue Jie, stretched out his hand to hold his face: "It turns out that there are times when my Yueyue is not so bright."

Yue Jie smiled and scratched her nose: "Naughty."

"I don't want to eat now." She sat on him.

"Then what do you want to eat?" He had never been mad at her willfulness.

Ruan Xihe wrapped his neck: "You."

Hot and humid breath sprayed across his neck.