A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

Canglang's expression was cold, his eyebrows were like blades, his thin lips, and his high nose had a cold and murderous air.

His eyes are too sharp, and few people can be calm under his scrutiny. Shu Ange is not afraid of the wolf, but the joy of meeting and the distress of meeting strangers made her feel particularly excited.

Canglang finished drinking a bottle of water, put the empty bottle on the table, and nodded slightly to Shu Ange: "Thank you."

Does he actually thank him?

A top international mercenary thanked him, Shu Ange fluttered under his feet, opened the door with a smirk, and a warm and simple hut appeared in front of the two of them.

In fact, she thought that Canglang would take the initiative to ask to live in the living room, or offered to rent another suite, but she didn't expect that he would actually sleep in her cabin-although the premise was that she moved out.

Chen Weiqing took a look at the chic and warm hut. He wanted to find out the details of this strange girl. Living in her bedroom was naturally the best way.

Shu Ange took off the old-fashioned gold-rimmed glasses, revealing a small and fair face. She took out a brand new four-piece bed set from the wardrobe, first put away her previous sheets and silk, and then began to lay new sheets.

The bed was huge, Shu Ange shook it vigorously, stretched out the sheet and spread it on the bed, then half-knelt on the bed and flattened the sheet a little bit.

She was burying her head in pulling the sheet, and suddenly felt that the other end seemed to be affected. Shu Ange looked up and saw that Canglang was pulling the other end of the sheet to help her level the sheet.

"thanks."

Shu Ange smiled slightly, carried the pillow and the brand new light blue silk to the bedside, and put it away neatly.

Chen Weiqing had no distractions, Shu Ange was prettier than in the photo, but he was not a womanizer. He just wanted to find out if there was someone else behind her when he returned to China this time.

The exciting cohabitation life is about to start, Shu Ange is so excited that she packs up the things on the desk and puts them in the living room, and at the same time she takes her silk out.

In the days to come, she will temporarily live in the living room.

After finishing his things, Shu Ange quietly changed into a serious suit in the bathroom, put on a one-shoulder aqua blue dress, loosened his bun, put on orange lipstick, and appeared in front of Canglang full of energy.

"What's for dinner? I'll do it now, here... I have fish and shrimp, beef and broccoli, eggplant and tomatoes, potatoes."

Shu Ange ordered the dishes in the refrigerator carefully. Her small earlobes were more delicate and cute than pearls. Chen Weiqing's eyes just clicked on her face, and then fell on the wall clock behind her.

"It will be all right."

Chen Weiqingmei is too particular about food. Sometimes when he does tasks, in order not to be discovered, he lurks in the jungle for three days and three nights without a grain of rice.

"Okay, Brother Chen, wait a moment."

Shu Ange called Canglang Brother Chen eloquently, just listening to her oriole-like voice and her lovely figure, no one doubted that she was 19 years old this year.

But Chen Weiqing knew that Shu Ange was twenty-seven years old this year, and she was only five years younger than him.

She is a top student in the law department of Yale University, a well-known legal beauty in China, and is also proficient in computer technology. Even Paul would be inferior to her.

Chen Weiqing had another thought when he came to Shanghai. If she was not sent by the enemy, he wanted her to join his team.

The storm mercenary team has not absorbed new blood for a long time. Chen Weiqing likes teammates with the world's top skills. A woman's IQ is more **** than her body curve.

Chen Weiqing sat on the sofa and read the latest issue of Legal Daily, Shu Ange put on an apron and showed off his skills in the kitchen.

If you want to grab a man's heart, you have to grab his stomach first. The two had met for several hours, and their favorability remained unmoved.

The sound of pots and pans was full of life. Chen Weiqing hadn't had a similar experience for a long time. He closed the magazine, got up and walked to the kitchen.

In the clean and tidy kitchen, Shu Ange hummed a song and placed brightly-colored dishes on a plate. Sweat dripped from her temples. Her sweet smile made Chen Weiqing take a second look.

Shu Ange turned around and saw Chen Weiqing standing at the door of the kitchen, and asked with a smile, "What's the matter? The dishes are about to be fried, and the porridge is ready."

"Do you need help?"

The tattoo on Chen Weiqing's forearm is very conspicuous. He is tall and looks like a wall when he stands in front of the kitchen.

Shu Ange pursed his lips and smiled, pointed the potato with his finger: "Thank you, you can peel the potato and cut it into shreds."

Canglang offered to help, so she wouldn't let go of this opportunity. Cooking together can increase the sense of intimacy. And this way, he can eat more at ease, and won't suspect that she is doing tricks in the meal.

While cooking, she peeked at how the wolf peeled and shredded the potatoes.

Cooking with top international mercenaries is a fantastic experience.

After Chen Weiqing washed the potatoes, he directly picked up the kitchen knife and peeled them. Shu Ange couldn't help reminding: "Brother Chen, there is a peeling knife."

"Um."

He snorted, the kitchen knife in his hand was dancing as fast as a white practice, and soon a bunch of potato skins were added to the trash can, and then Chen Weiqing cut the potatoes into shreds at an unbelievable speed.

This is not a knife work, it is simply a work of art. Shu Ange was amazed, and the vegetables at hand were fried.

"Is there anything else I need help with."

Canglang's **** and deep voice can make the ears get pregnant. Shu Ange fry the last dish of hot and sour shredded potatoes, and in the sound of sizzling oil, he said with laughter: "It's time for dinner, bring the dishes to the table. Just go to the living room."

He didn't say much, and brought the prepared dishes to the house one by one, and the smell of the food filled the small living room.

Shu Ange took off his apron, filled the hot porridge, brought it to the living room, and took new chopsticks and spoons.

"The cooking skills are average, please don't dislike it."

This is against my heart. If Shu Ange's cooking skills are average, there are not many people in this world who have first-class cooking skills.

"well done."

Chen Weiqing is not a person who likes to talk politely. After he praised Shu Ange, he picked up the chopsticks and showed that her cooking skills are really good.

During the meal, Chen Weiqing remained silent. In order to ease the atmosphere, Shu Ange turned on the TV. She couldn't figure out Canglang's hobbies, so she simply tuned to the Central Channel, which happened to be the news broadcast time.

On the first night Canglang arrived in Shanghai, the two had their first meal together and watched the news broadcast.

After eating, Shu Ange got up to clean up the dishes, but Canglang took the initiative to wash the dishes and clean up the kitchen with her.

This left her at a loss as to whether the top international mercenaries were so approachable, or whether the wolves treated her specially.

Of course Shu Ange hoped it was the latter, but his immovable favorability taught him to be a man.

(Meow, I like tough guy marks~)