Quick Wear: I'm bound to the love strategy system

Xu Guannan was wearing a white nightgown and lying in the middle of the quilt, as if he was treating the quilt as his nest.

In the whiteness, only his hair provided a sharp contrast of black.

The originally elegant appearance became more beautiful.

The doorbell rang, and the person who was immersed in sleep turned over lazily, and his white face looked like a piece of porcelain that was about to break.

He flicked twice, but to no avail.

Yang Xing patiently rang the doorbell again.

The doorbell rang again. Xu Guannan's eyelashes fluttered like a small fan, and he rolled himself up with the quilt.

After opening and closing his eyes three times, he finally sat up suddenly.

Yang Xing rang the doorbell and began to doubt her memory, wondering if she had remembered the wrong place.

Otherwise, how come no one came to open the door after I pressed the doorbell for so long!

It's almost one o'clock now, and buying groceries and traveling take up a lot of time.

Finally, when Yang Xing took out the communicator and was about to call Xu Guannan, the door finally opened.

Xu Guannan, with sleepy eyes, was wearing a white nightgown with the collar open, revealing his white skin.

Yang Xing was carrying a large bag of food in one hand and looking at Xu Guannan. Before he had time to ask him why he got up at this time, he was stimulated by the scene in front of him.

She reached out and grasped his collar expressionlessly.

Xu Guannan's brain felt Yang Xing's touch and finally turned on successfully. His hazy eyes became clear.

Before he could accuse Yang Xing, Yang Xing clenched his fist and coughed, admonishing him in the tone of an old cadre.

"Be more careful next time. It's better for boys to be more dignified."

The words Xu Guannan originally wanted to say were stuck in his throat, and he could only follow Yang Xing like a little wife and enter his own home.

After Yang Xing entered the room, he was shocked by the decoration of the house.

Not only his clothes, but his room was almost completely white.

Yang Xing’s first thought was that if it got dirty, it would probably take a long time to clean up.

His house was so empty that it hardly looked like a place where people lived.

There are no hard chairs, just soft cushions everywhere.

The snow-white floor covered every inch of the floor. After Yang Xing changed his shoes and stepped on it, he felt it was so soft that he could fall asleep right away.

Yang Xing put the things in the refrigerator.

There is only one word to describe his refrigerator: empty, with nothing in it.

There weren't even the snacks and drinks she had imagined.

When I walked into the kitchen, I was surprised to find that it was fully stocked, but from how clean it was, I could tell at a glance that it had never been used.

Yang Xing couldn't help but ask him: "How did you survive?"

Xu Guannan leaned against the wall. When he heard Yang Xing's question, he tilted his head. The small mole under his eye was like a black hole that attracted everyone's attention.

With a gentle smile, he said seriously: "Human life is inherently very tenacious. It can survive as long as there is a little sunlight and water.

People who are standing on high ground can survive well as long as they live casually. "

Before Yang Xing could respond to his strange words, he changed his words.

"I was just kidding. I just moved here a few days ago, so it's normal for the place to be empty. Besides, the takeout around here is pretty good, enough to feed me."

Yang Xing looked at him quietly with clear eyes without interrupting his statement.

Her intuition was clamoring, and the noisy voices were accusing her of the same outcome.

The man in front of her was lying.

But she ended up saying nothing, just asking.

"Would you eat red dates when stewing chicken?"

Xu Guannan once again looked abnormal, yet actually normal.

"No, I hate the sweet taste of red dates."

Yang Xing didn't force him to eat something he didn't like, but thought about the blood he had shed.

"If you don't eat red dates, I'll make you spinach soup next time to replenish your blood."

He continued to shake his head.

"Spinach tastes disgusting, so I won't eat it."

Yang Xing's knowledge of foods that can replenish qi and blood is very limited. Her qi and blood are only too abundant, so she has no idea how to replenish them.

She mentioned the last thing she knew that could replenish qi and blood.

"Then I'll fry some pork liver for you."

When Xu Guannan heard Yang Xing say the word "pig liver", his face turned completely black, and he had to think of a way to save himself.

"I have some ginseng here, put this in."

Yang Xing began to recall the effects of ginseng, but how could he recall something that had never entered his mind? In the end, he just asked with a little doubt.

“Can ginseng really replenish qi and blood?”

Xu Guannan replied without hesitation: "Of course!"

So, Yang Xing took a look at the black chicken he had just processed, and then looked at the ginseng that was as big as a baby's arm.

Although I was hesitant, I still stewed them together.

The chicken soup was bubbling away, and Yang Xing took this opportunity to stir-fry a few side dishes.

If you only eat chicken, your mouth will get greasy.

After hurriedly frying three side dishes, the soup was still not ready.

Yang Xing noticed Xu Guannan's wound again.

After taking out a medicine box from somewhere, he pressed him down on the sofa and bandaged him again.

After one night, the wound not only did not get better, but it even became a little inflamed.

Yang Xing frowned and asked him: "Did your wound get wet?"

Xu Guannan did not refute verbally. The police dog lady could tell that he was lying, so she just told the truth.

Telling the truth is much easier than lying.

"Yeah, I took a shower."

Yang Xing did not blame him and remained unusually calm.

After the wound was bandaged, Yang Xing told him.

"If you want to take a shower today, wrap the area wrapped with gauze again with plastic wrap so that water won't get into the wound."

Xu Guannan lowered his head and said, "But this is very tiring."

Yang Xing's eyes were like a knife, scraping Xu Guannan fiercely.

Xu Guannan looked into Yang Xing's eyes, then finally looked away and spoke in a weak voice.

"Okay, I'll remember that."

Yang Xing smelled the smell of the chicken soup and got up from the sofa, walking steadily and powerfully with his long legs.

She didn't even look at him as she walked towards the kitchen, she just spoke in a calm tone.

"Take care of your body, asshole. Your life is precious."

Xu Guannan looked at Yang Xing's leaving back and silently added the second half of the sentence in his heart.

Because I'm the best detective.

The reason she cares about him so much is probably because he is a detective.

That's why this righteous policewoman spends her time on him.

Yang Xing brought all the dishes to the table, and the aroma was fragrant.

The colorful dishes don't match the plain white room.

Yang Xing first served him a bowl of soup, and after he drank it, he asked him nervously.

"tasty?"

Xu Guannan felt the delicious flavor on his tongue and nodded heavily.

So Yang Xing also served himself a bowl. The flavor of black chicken mixed with ginseng was both nutritious and delicious.

But when Xu Guannan went to get the second bowl, he saw bright red blood flowing out of Yang Xing's nasal cavity.