I want to create ten types of civilization

Chapter 31
After parking the car, Xuan Mo walked towards the house with a certain big cat on his back. That's why he took a taxi. Every time he saw this big cat, he would get very drunk.

"I haven't slept yet." Walking in, I saw that there was still light in the living room, and Ran Bing and Hong Lian were sitting on the sofa watching TV.

"Well, when you come back, this is..." Ran Bing looked behind Xuan Mo.

"my friend."

Xuan Mo said something and carried the big cat upstairs. There was a special room for the big cat. Fortunately, his house had many rooms, so even if there were two more people, there would still be vacancies.

After putting the big cat in place, Xuan Mo left the room.

"Well, go to bed early, I'll take the two of you out to buy some clothes tomorrow." Xuan Mo, who was still in the living room, said.

"buying clothes?"

"That's right, go back to sleep." Xuan Mo rubbed his head, and he drank too much.

I took a shower and just lay down on the bed.

"Knock knock."

There was a knock on the door.

"The door is not locked."

After the words were finished, the door was slowly opened, Hong Lian came in with a bowl, Xuan Mo smelled sour.

"I... I read it in a book, saying that sour plum soup can make drunk people feel better." Hong Lian said with her head down, her face flushed, because Xuan Mo was not wearing anything on her upper body, no wonder the girl was shy. .

Seeing Hong Lian who was still a bit restrained, Xuan Mo smiled, "Put it down, I will drink it, thank you."

"This is what I should do."

Hong Lian put the soup on the table, but the appearance didn't change a bit.

"Don't be afraid, this is your home from now on. Although there are still a lot of injustice and oppression in this world, no one will bully you in this home, and you don't have to be so cautious. There is no lighthouse or spiritual cage here." Xuan Mo comforted softly, he knew that Hong Lian and Ran Bing, who grew up in the environment of the lighthouse, would be a little hesitant when they first came to this world.

Ran Bing is better, after all, she was born as a wild hunter, with good psychological quality and strong acceptance ability, while Hong Lian was just a dustman before, and since she was judged as a dustman from birth, all the lighthouse taught her was obedience.

It is normal for this kind of concept that has been implanted since childhood to suddenly change the environment, and it is normal to have no assertiveness for a while.

"Then, from now on... leave the housework to me." Hong Lian asked in a low voice.

Xuan Mo nodded. If she really wasn't allowed to do anything, I'm afraid she would be even more worried.

However, after seeing Xuan Mo's agreement, Hong Lian did not leave, and stood there pretty still.

……

Liyu Fanglin faces the high pavilion, the new clothes are beautiful and high-quality.

Ying Hu Ningjiao did not enter at first, and greeted with a smile when she left the curtain.

The face of the enchantress is like a flower with dew, and the jade tree flows into the backyard.

Flowers do not bloom and fall for a long time, and the ground is full of red and silent.

This Yushu backyard flower is one of Xuan Mo's favorite poems, but he has never been able to understand the artistic conception in it, but last night...he realized it!

The tip of the nose is surrounded by a pleasant fragrance, and the bosom is soft and delicate, Xuan Mo unconsciously opened his eyes.

The purpose of entering is the beautiful face of the beautiful woman who is tired and sleeping soundly.

Tiptoeing up, he put on some clothes, went to the bathroom to wash up, and returned to the house to see Hong Lian, who was still awake, and Xuan Mo wiped his nose...

Shaking his head and not thinking about those things, he got dressed and went downstairs to prepare breakfast.

But unexpectedly, when he got to the kitchen, there were already people here.

"Ran Bing?"

The figure with its back turned to Xuan Mo froze, then turned around slowly.

"Pfft!" Xuan Mo sprayed directly.

"What did you do?" Xuan Mo suppressed a smile, only because Ran Bing's face was black with oil marks at that time, those who didn't know thought it was some auto mechanic.

"Uh." Ran Bing looked embarrassed and said sheepishly: "I wanted to make breakfast, but..."

Xuan Mo understood what was going on, and looked at Ran Bing with a smile on his face. Everyone in the lighthouse ate food arranged by the chef, and other people had their own professional roles. Ran Bing was a member of the Wilderness Hunter. In other words, combatants, how can they cook?
"Okay, okay, go wash it up, let me do it."

"Oh." Ran Bing covered his face and slipped away.

Shaking his head amusingly, Xuan Mo started to clean up the messy kitchen and started to prepare breakfast. It was very simple, toast, fried eggs, milk, fruit and vegetable salad. After thinking about it, he finally cooked a pot of candied dates and brown sugar porridge.

(End of this chapter)