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Before Roy swallowed it down, his other hand had reached out to Luo Xinghe to receive a new string.

He grilled a skewer, and she would eat a skewer, and the two of them worked together very tacitly.

Until this time, Roy's palm of his hand had not received the skewers he handed over. Luo Xinghe shrugged and said: "No, you have eaten it all."

After hearing this, Roy's chewing movement stopped. Her first reaction was not to believe it. After only a few skewers, it disappeared?

She got up and walked to the rack with skewers, and said, "Well, knowing you are tired, I will start baking for you now, and let you enjoy what my sister was just now..."

But when she saw that only the lettuce for the bottom was left on the plate on which the skewers were placed, she couldn't say anything.

"Ah..." Roy looked at his brother embarrassedly, lowered his eyebrows and asked with a pleasing eye: "It's because you have lost the string, right?"

"Yes!" Luo Xinghe got up and packed up things. Seeing that she was still standing on the spot, he smiled and urged: "What are you doing in a daze? Come and help me pack things up and go back to the house to sleep."

"Come on!" Roy ran over in small steps, and followed him to pour water on the charcoal, only to hear a stab, and water vapor rose from the extinguished charcoal. rise.

After putting everything in the box and stacking it in the corner of the balcony, Roy grabbed his palm and raised his head and asked, "Shall I go to cook for you? You haven't eaten my cooking for a long time."

Luo Xinghe certainly wouldn't refuse her kindness and nodded in agreement.

However, Roy hadn't been in the kitchen for a long time, and she didn't know where the contents were. From time to time, she would run out to find Luo Xinghe and ask questions.

Seeing her running back and forth like a rabbit, Luo Xinghe also felt the warmth that she had never felt before on earth.

After finally figuring out the current layout of the kitchen, Roy put on an apron, picked up a kitchen knife, and got ready to go!

Roy smiled crookedly: "Don't forget, who was in charge of cooking for our family before!"

The boiling hot water continuously bubbled, and a handful of green onion was sent into the water, and then floated on the water surface, exuding a unique aroma.

Add cold water to it and boil again until it boils. Take it out and drizzle with the sauce. A bowl of hot clear soup noodles will be out of the pot!

"No way, it's too late, I can only do some simple things to fill your stomach first.

Besides, my big fight is like this. "

Luo Xinghe picked up the noodles, wrapped it into a dough like he did when he was a child, and sent it into his mouth.

Seeing that he was eating so happily, Roy asked expectantly: "How does it taste? Is it delicious?"

what about the taste? This bowl of clear soup noodles Luo Xinghe can find countless shortcomings casually, such as too much soy sauce, the noodles are too soft...

He gave a thumbs up and praised: "It's delicious, I think you can catch up with me by practicing!"

After dinner, Roy was too sleepy, so he went back to the house to catch up. Luo Xinghe wasn't very sleepy, and he didn't know why. He rarely felt sleepy recently.

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"Huh, hum, hum~"

On Little Chicken Island, Wu Liuqi hummed a song, turned the scissors and pushed open the door of the barber shop.

It was noon outside, when the sun was at its worst, and there were few pedestrians on the street.

He leaned on the door frame, looking for guests.

Finally, a mother holding a little girl came into his sight.

"Thunder monkey, pretty girl." Wu Liuqi raised her eyebrows and struck up a conversation: "Hen, do you want to come in for a haircut? There is a special service~ hehehe~"

The mother blushed, and hurriedly covered the little girl's ears and ran away. Her innocent voice came from a distance: "Mom. What is special service?"

"This kind of thing can only be done by unclean and self-conscious people. You must hide from it when you encounter it in the future. Do you know?"

"I know mom!"

Wu Liuqi scratched his head in distress, and doubted himself: "Do the residents of Xiaoji Island have any prejudice against the assassins? Why do they say that to me every time?"

"You're really stupid." Dabao came over with a cigar hanging on it: "It must be that you can't pull it directly. Next time, it will be a little bit bigger and deeper."

Wu Liuqi's red pupils stared at the beauty in front of him, nodded perfunctorily, reluctantly followed Dabao and walked into the barbershop.

A familiar door appeared out of thin air, and Luo Xinghe opened the door and waved to the two of them: "Come in, something is going on."

Wu Liuqi and Dabao looked at each other and followed him in.

"If you have something to say directly, I have to go back to open a shop." Wu Liuqi sat in a chair with his legs crossed.

Luo Xinghe didn't answer him. He picked up a pair of sunglasses from the shelf behind and put it on the bridge of his nose, then propped his elbow on the bar, stuck his chin on his hand, and asked, "You guys, do you want to get revenge on Sarutobi? "

"Sarutobi? Who is that?"

"It's the culprit who sent someone to hurt you."

Wu Liuqi suddenly raised his hand and put his hair down, opened the door, and then he held the magic knife with a thousand blades in his hand.

Asked coldly: "When will you do it!"

"Look at you." Luo Xinghe kicked the ball back: "I can do whatever I want."

"In that case..." Wu Liuqi retired his hair and said with a smirk: "Then let's eat first. It's been a long time since I've eaten the manager's meal and I will be greedy!"

Luo Xinghe looked at him in surprise: "You are, have you recovered your memory?"

Wu Liuqi nodded and replied: "Since I finished eating the manager's dragon and phoenix soup that day, my memory has gradually recovered."

‘It seems that the strong vitality of Longfengtang still has a lot of remaining after he healed his injury, and it simply recovered with the brain damage and the dark disease in the body. ’

"Then, are you Qi or Wu Liuqi now?"

Dabao explained to Wu Liuqi: "You don't need to try, only Ah Qi can be so stupid."

"I actually struggled. Am I the Chief Shadow Assassin Seven, or the strongest hair stylist in Chicken Island, Wu Liuqi?

During that time, I locked myself in the room without seeing anyone, just to figure this out.

Later, Coke put up the window outside the window and wrote all the concerns of the residents of Little Chicken Island in the letter. She said that I was not terminally ill. Who would stay in the room every day to see.

The letter included Uncle Marine, Mi, Wang Mad, Director Jiang, Uncle Pervert, and even Miss Mei. "

Wu Liuqi let out a laugh, and continued: "I am Qi and Wu Liuqi. I am both a Shadow Assassin and a resident of Chicken Island. The most important thing now is the people around me who care about me."

"Ahqi." Dabao put the chicken wings on his shoulder worriedly.

"Well, why are you so sad." Wu Liuqi seemed to have become a lot more mature after taking back his memory. He hurriedly turned off the topic: "Manager, I want to eat sauerkraut fish with Dabao!"

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