Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

"I think you are speaking ironically."

Yolf pushed up his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and her cheeks throbbed in anger.

But looking at her refusal to cooperate, Yolf didn't bother to force her to cooperate. Anyway, he probably knew the basic information about her age and so on. He just knew her name was Ella.

"Okay, Miss Ella, you can live here peacefully for the rest of the time. We will handle the rest, so just leave it to us."

As he spoke, Yolf raised his arm and looked at the time on the watch: "Someone will bring your dinner later."

Of course he was talking about the search and rescue team leader stealing the achievements and contributions of his team members. Seeing how excited she looked just now, she might be worried about this now.

Jiaoyang sat on the sofa, yawned, and nodded slowly, not sure if she understood.

After saying this, Yolf gave her one last look, then turned around and walked out the door with a group of people.

At this time, Jiaoyang suddenly remembered the character Chief Wenren whom he had heard somewhere before, as well as some of his life stories.

So she raised her eyebrows and asked, "When will Commander Wenren come to see me?"

A being like him who stands at the top of the world pyramid should be able to eat normal people's meals, right? After all, although Jiaoyang has a big appetite now, she is also very picky about the purity and taste of blood.

She can provide the Terrans with the combat power they want to fight against the Zerg, but it requires the blood of their pyramid figures in exchange, which is fair.

Yolf's footsteps stopped, his eyes fell on her with unclear meaning, and then he replied quietly: "Sir Wenren is very busy and is waiting for a message."

After saying this, he left from the door without looking back.

Jiaoyang was left sitting on the sofa with an unhappy face.

"The man who actually wants Gu to sit here and wait, you'd better pray that your blood will make Gu admire him."

She sat back angrily.

Dinner was served not long after. The person who delivered the meal said that the food was very rich. After saying this, he looked at her with envy.

Jiaoyang opened the meal cover without much hope and browsed through it roughly.

A box of white rice, a small plate of vegetables, a bowl of tomato and egg drop soup, a few green onions floating on top, and two braised lion heads half the size of a fist.

Is this the high-end cuisine of this world?

Jiaoyang picked up the chopsticks and spoon next to her and started using them emotionally.

She first picked up the green onions in the soup with her chopsticks expressionlessly, and then started eating after she picked them clean.

"This is green onion, used for seasoning." The maid next to her thought that she might have never seen green onions, so she kindly reminded her.

"How could I not know this is green onion?" Jiaoyang looked at her unhappily, "I just don't like it."

Please, how could she not know Cong? She is the ancestor.

She's quite arrogant. At her age, she has experienced the apocalypse since she was born. She has never seen what onions look like.

The maid covered her mouth and snickered, but she still nodded in agreement.

Jiao Yang, who didn't know what she was thinking, nodded with satisfaction: "It's good to know."

After picking out the green onions, Jiaoyang stretched out her chopsticks, planning to finish the vegetables, then deal with the lion's head, and finally drink soup to make rice, which would be easier.

Anyway, she has no sense of taste and cannot get nutrients from these foods. No matter how she eats, it will be the same.

It's just that she just took a bite of vegetables, ate it, and then took a second and third bite. When she was about to take a fourth bite, the maid next to her couldn't stand it anymore.

She came forward, stretched out her hand to hold Jiaoyang's hand, and told her in a gentle voice: "These are not so delicious."

Jiaoyang looked at her hand that was being held down and her eyes widened.

This domestic animal dared to touch her hand at will. She was the original ancestor.

However, the maid not only dared to stop Jiaoyang from continuing to eat, she also dared to take away her chopsticks, pick up the vegetables from the plate bit by bit and put them into the bowl, and even helped her put the two big lion heads together. Bit by bit, it was chopped into minced meat and mixed into the rice. The soup was also poured into an empty small bowl next to it.

After doing all this, the maid breathed a sigh of relief and returned the chopsticks to Jiaoyang, who was sitting on the chair with her mouth twitching.

"Okay, you can start eating now."

Jiaoyang lowered her head stiffly and looked at the messy food in front of her. In addition, this human actually touched her food at will, and she couldn't help but feel angry.

"you"

However, as soon as she said a word, she was interrupted.

"Things are very difficult now. How many people are unable to eat even a mouthful of hot white rice from birth to death. A body maintained on nutrient solution can only live a mediocre life."

The maid lowered her head, with a somewhat sad emotion in her eyes. After a while, she raised her eyes to look at her, "So what we can do is to cherish the food that belongs to us, because every grain of food now. It’s hard-won. What we do must be worthy of the food we get and make the contribution we can to the world. After all, this is a disaster for all mankind. If we want to survive this disaster, in addition to the unity of all mankind Get up, I can’t think of any other way.”

Jiaoyang looked into her eyes and was stunned for a moment, then curled her lips and lowered her head to eat the food in the bowl.

She wanted to say that the contribution she could make could not be equaled by all the food in the world, and she could eat whatever she wanted.

But Jiaoyang still kept her mouth shut, and what she was about to say was forgotten by this man's interruption.

The maid looked at the little girl in front of her who looked to be about the same age as her, and the light in her eyes dimmed a little.

So envious

People who have the ability to do something for the world.

If possible, she would also like to make her contribution to this precarious world.

What a great thing to kill the king insect.

However, she is too ordinary.

Thinking of this, the maid lowered her eyes a little lonely.

"Hey, how old are you this year?"

Jiaoyang looked at her while eating boredly.

This girl looks like she's underage, right? She remembers her world where child labor was illegal.

"So, is the world so bad that we need to recruit minors to work? And it's such an important occasion."

The maid was stunned for a moment, then waved her hand: "I, I'm not from here."

At this moment, the door to the room suddenly banged open from the outside, and a man he had seen broke in from the outside, looking anxious.

"Wen Erxi!" Huck shouted excitedly.

Jiaoyang calmly continued to eat the food in the bowl, which was as delicious as ever.

However, at this time, the little maid in front of her suddenly turned her head and responded with surprise: "Dad!"

The father and daughter ran towards each other excitedly and hugged.

Jiaoyang raised her eyebrows from behind.

Two chapters in one.