The Domestic Hero

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People with units are happy.

In the communal canteen, Wang Yan looked at the table full of all kinds of delicious food, and he couldn't help feeling sad. Think about it. I spent half a month ago with instant noodles, but now I have such a good day.

Wang Yan raised the stool for the little ferret, put a few dishes in front of it, and sprinkled with pecan nuts, walnuts, sunflower seeds and other nuts. Then he touched its fluffy little head and said, "I'm open to eat, not enough for me to ask for more."

The little ferret stared blankly at the dishes, tears flashing in his spiritual eyes.

"Don't cry, I know you are suffering these days, so please eat some food you like."

After Wang Yan cared about the conversation, he began to enjoy the food that belongs to mankind.

Half a catty spicy mildly spicy money belly, a catty pound of fragrant braised yellow beef, two catty pounds of oil and steamed lobster with garlic paste, five pairs of roasted pork trotters with chewy elastic teeth, a pot of earthy rooster chicken soup A plate of sweet and sour mandarin fish, a pot of lettuce that is tender and dripping, one iced watermelon, six apples, and a stack of twenty onion fragrant oil cakes as staple food.

The dishes in the canteen are rotated every day, but the portion sizes are sufficient. Because the superpowers consume a lot of energy, they usually eat a lot.

Of course, it is relatively rare to say something as big as Wang Yan.

If this were not for a good future in the National African Affairs Bureau, and had a public meal, Wang Yan was really starving to death.

Little Ferret looked at the various nuts in front of him with tears in his eyes, and then looked at Wang Yan happily nibbling the roasted pork trotters, and the tears were about to fall. The big brother is bad. The Lun family is really not a squirrel. The Lun family is a beautiful little ferret. The Lun family wants to eat meat.

So, the little ferret jumped into Wang Yan's arms, pulled his upper body on the table, and picked up the charcoal roasted pig's trotters in a lightning flash, ready to nibble. But before he even licked the oily fish, he found that the pig's trotters had reached Wang Yan's hands.

"Xiaoxue, you are naughty again, eating something so oily will diarrhea. When your family comes to pick you up, what will I do?" Wang Yan put the pig's trotters back and gently calmed his head And took another pecan fruit to coax it and said, "You still eat this obediently, the nutrition is delicious."

Leader Feng has just explained that in a few days, the family of Little Ferret will come to pick it up and ask Wang Yan to take good care of this little thing for a few days. No, Wang Yan had to take it with him.

The little ferret was holding a pecan fruit, and the tears could not stop flowing. When I was about to protest, my colleagues in the cafeteria suddenly got up and walked away with their heads down.

Wang Yan looked at it strangely while nibbling the trotters. I saw a man in a straight white suit walking toward the dining area with a tray.

this is not……

Yes, it was Lei.

He still had a pair of white wings hanging behind his back, and his blonde hair was brushed back and draped over his shoulders. The eyebrows are wide, the eyes are like stars, the nose is like dangling, and they are very handsome.

The image and temperament of the whole person are similar to that of the elven king in the Lord of the Rings when he was young. Noble and indifferent, it is difficult to get close. And he also has a pair of wings that don't know the true or false, but it adds to his somewhat cold and mysterious atmosphere.

Ha ha, Wang Yan tried it once and knew he was not good at dealing. But he loves Gao Leng, it is his own business. Everyone has their own unique style of doing things.

Therefore, Wang Yan smiled and ignored him. As for other colleagues, it seemed that he did not catch a cold, and he avoided them one after another.

As always, the Winged Man is indifferent, exuding the cold breath that refuses to be thousands of miles away. He sat two or three tables away from Wang Yan.

Wang Yan inadvertently glanced, and his keen vision found that the food in his plate was pitiful. A small dish of salted edamame, a plate of oiled peanuts, and then nothing else.

To his surprise, however, he was a little curious that a guy with such a cold appearance and dressed like an ancient nobility turned out to be a recipe for salted edamame.

But the more amazing thing was still behind. I saw him pulling out a green flat bottle from the white suit pocket.

The above words are really readable-Red Star Erguotou.

This ... Wang Yan's scalp is a bit numb. This atmosphere doesn't seem right?

The winged man's face was so cold that he carefully poured a bottle cap. Think about it seems a little too much, then fell back a bit. Then he took a sip.

"Hah!" After a few seconds of pause, he exhaled with relief. Two blushes were clearly visible on the white skin, "Okay, good wine." Then he began to eat salted soybeans.

That's it, eat it and eat a bean. Try it again and eat another bean.

After licking the Erguotou with a lid, the peanuts and edamame are gone. At this time, his face was already red as a prawn.

Wang Yan's temples slipped under the sweat, is this man too exaggerated? Seems to drink a small bottle cap from beginning to end, right? As for licking for so long?

The Winged Man stood up swaying, looking around with hiccups, but found that there was no one other than Wang Yan in the huge canteen.

Hiss ~ The chair was pushed away.

The winged man was holding the bottle of Erguo head, staggering in his footsteps, and came stumblingly. Sitting across from Wang Yan, looking at him with a pile of vegetables and shaking his head, he smiled and said: "Big, big brother. Yes, there is no wine. There is no food. Really, it is a tragedy in life. A little. "Then he picked up a trotter shamelessly and started to chew.

A chill came from Wang Yan's tail vertebrae to the back of his head, and he shivered tremblingly. The pace of development of this matter is too, too incompatible? A moment ago, it was a very cold-looking male god. As a result, he drank a bottle of wine and became this deadly virtue?

"Squeak ~" The little ferret who was eating pistachio nuts pitifully, jumped to the table, and protested vigorously.

"Yo, big, big brother, your pet, the pet is very special." The winged man smiled dizzy and dizzy, "A fat little squirrel ..."

"call out!"

A pecan fruit flew past and smashed on the male nose of the wing.

"Squeak, chatter." Little ferret jumped up and down angrily. The squirrel is just a squirrel. It's still fat. You are a fat little squirrel.

"Okay, Xiaoxue, this winged brother is joking with you." Wang Yan sweated Komatsu, no, Xiao Ferret hugged him in his arms and calmed down.

But my heart was filled with emotion. Since that incident, my life has indeed turned upside down. But there are more and more strange things happening around.

There were two strange masters in front of me, a little ferret who looked harmless and cute but was actually very spicy. A winged **** who usually looks cold and arrogant, without even half a sentence, becomes a drunk after drinking a bit of cat urine.

What's wrong with this world?

"Yes, I have a personality, I like it." The Wing Man touched the red nose and said to Wang Yan while hiccupping. "My name is Lei Bang, little boy, little brother, make friends, make friends." Gnawing the pig's trotters, he handed a greasy hand.

"Uh, my name is Wang Yan, hello, Lei." Wang Yan's mouth twitched, and he shook his hand with difficulty. This guy usually looks like a cleansing person. Will he be scared to death when he wakes up?

"Lei Ge? You, you call me Lei Ge?" Lei Hong flushed with excitement, holding Wang Yan's hand tightly, and said drunkenly, "Cheng, Cheng Meng will not give up. Yi, later You are my brother. No, it is today. Let ’s worship! "

Knot, worship! ?

Wang Yan really seemed to be hit by a thunder and looked at him convulsively. This guy, how does the brain circuit fall after drinking a bit?

Worship, be your sister!

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