The Female Cannon Fodder Is Highly Poisonous

He didn't receive a single reprimand for doing bad things, but he also asked for a lot of benefits.

Wen Yu felt that he was energetic again.

You can beat Qin Yun again.

After returning home, Ruan Tang said to him: "There are many skills in beating people. You have to pick a place that will not leave traces and is not easy to be detected. It will make him suffer, but Director Qin...he It's too pitiful, we don't bully poor people."

Wen Yu originally thought that Ruan Tang wanted to say something nice for Qin Jun, but after hearing it later, he felt relieved.

Poor guy, he doesn't want to fight either!

"You go to take a bath and apply a mask first, I'll cook a bowl of noodles, eat before going to sleep."

Both Ruan Tang and Qin Yun ate with the crew. The food wasn't bad, but it wasn't the best either.

Especially for custom-made takeaways, there will always be too much oil and water and too little seasoning. If you are full, it is not considered a good meal. In addition, the work does not stop until after ten o'clock, so I am already hungry.

Wen Yu fried two dishes, ordered two bowls of noodles, one poached egg for each person, and some side dishes that he specially pickled with the skills he learned from the old people in Wanshan Town.

Ruan Tang's grandparents and parents were there when he was young, and he was a little baby loved by everyone. Now that they are gone, he will redouble everyone's love to Ruan Tang.

Not to mention that she misses the pickled vegetables and bacon she ate when she was a child, even if she wanted to see the moon when she was a child, Wen Yu would try her best to find the people at the Observatory to check if there was any information at that time, otherwise she would probably write a program to make it one out!

He knew the time when Ruan Tang took a bath, counted the time to make noodles, and Ruan Tang happened to be drying his hair when he took it out.

Wen Yu put the noodles and side dishes on the table, and then took the hair dryer to help Ruan Tang blow it for a while, his hair was still a little damp when it stopped.

"Put on this clothes, don't catch a cold." He took his own clothes and helped Ruan Tang pull up his hair before sitting down to eat noodles.

Ruan Tang also noticed the side dishes on the table, which were flavors she hadn't tasted for several years, and her nose felt a little stuffy for a while, until she was about to finish eating, and she asked, "When did you go back to your hometown?"

Since going to college, they have rarely gone back.

But they all remember the family house and the people who helped them in the town. They will send gifts back during the holidays, and they will help the other party if they need anything.

Wen Yu picked up a piece of potato shreds for her, and said with a light smile, "A few days ago, I went on a business trip to Qingshi, and I still have some time to finish my work, so I went home by the way."

Ruan Tang opened his mouth to bite the food handed to him, and also bit the other party's chopsticks, humming: "Really? How did I remember, Qingshi and Wanshan Town are not on the way at all."

Wen Yu stared straight at the red lips with his chopsticks in his mouth, and thought of something, his ears were stained red, and his Adam's apple slid up and down.

When Ruan Tang looked over, he quickly shifted his gaze, and said in a hoarse voice: "There is an earthy love saying that you can take the person you like home by the same way, and I will go home to learn cooking, so naturally I will also take the same way."

Ruan Tang smiled, his peach blossom eyes were as beautiful as crescent moons, and the black eyes seemed to contain stars, which made Wen Yu unable to look away for a while.

"Mr. Wen, what you do is much more touching than love words." Ruan Tang let go of the chopsticks, but grabbed Wen Yu's wrist, and then slowly got up.

Wen Yu: "..."

What does this mean, is Tangtang sending me some sort of signal?

Then, Ruan Tang's words completely made him lose his mind.

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