Plural Apostles

Bronya said calmly: "Usually, I also face the computer all day..."

"But you didn't sleep last night!" Hill had a little resentment, she puffed up her cheeks slightly, "We are just ordinary people in the world of mental images! Even if you don't think that developing games is boring, Sister Bronya, But if you don't sleep, your body will break down..."

"Time is limited, don't worry, it's just staying up late for a while, I have a lot of experience." Bronya shook her head slightly, "Hill...how is Siegfried's situation?"

"Okay, command this and command that."

Hill took out his phone and put it next to him: "There are some photos of that guy at work, Sister Bronya, please take a look, I'm going to make something for you, you have to sleep after eating."

Seeing Hill running into the kitchen and tinkering, Bronya opened the phone and looked at the photos inside. She calmly looked at the pictures taken by Hill, with a slightly gratified look on her face. They were taken at such a close distance. In the photos, it seems that the two get along well...

Chapter 820 five I am a very real person

Hill is tinkering in the kitchen. Although he doesn't know much about cooking techniques, it's okay to simply cook some soup that can be eaten. In other words, when it was more difficult in the past, cooking soup is easier than cooking methods that require experience. An easy-to-learn method couldn't be more suitable.

Be careful with the soup in the pot, and add some ingredients to it according to the cooking time from time to time. Hill poked his head out from the kitchen and looked towards the living room. When the scene in the living room came into her eyes, Hill suddenly felt dissatisfied. A voice floated out: "Sister Bronya!"

Bronya, who was sitting in front of the computer building a map model, quickly turned her chair around and nodded calmly to the little head protruding from the kitchen.

Hill stared: "You need to take a good rest and stop working!"

"Bronya understands."

"That's good, hum."

Hill retracted into the kitchen, threw some vegetables into the pot, and then she poked her head out of the kitchen again with lightning speed, and Bronya's hands just landed on the keyboard and mouse.

Bronya turned back calmly: "Bronya knows."

"But it's still necessary, right?" Hill ran out of the kitchen angrily, grabbed Bronya's hand and pulled her off the chair, "Go to the kitchen! Sister Bronya is not allowed You stay here again! Really, you don’t take yourself seriously at all, do you?!”

"Bronya is very confident..."

"I said you can't, you can't!"

Hill pulled Bronya into the kitchen, and she found two small stools beside her. The two of them sat together, looking up at the pot in the kitchen making hearty calls under the stove fire. Wisps of white mist rose from the gap between the pot cover and the pot.

"Sister Bronya, you are so messed up. You played games all day long in the past few mind worlds, and you didn't expect to stay up late like this recently, did you?" Hill puffed up his cheeks slightly, and looked at Bronya sternly. , "Take good care of your body, even if it's just a mental world, you can't have this habit!"

Bronya calmly stared at the neatly steamed pot, with slight ripples in her silver-gray eyes, she suddenly said softly: "Hill, at this moment, you are similar to Sister Mei."

"...Huh?" Hill, who was chattering non-stop, froze for a moment, then slightly flattened his mouth, "Sister Mei is obviously like me at this time, right?"

Bronya leaned lightly on Hill, and the corners of her mouth moved slightly: "Yes, like you at this time."

"Sister Bronya..." Hill was silent for a while, she raised her hand and gently pulled Bronya's cheek, making a funny smile, paired with calm eyes, it seemed even more disobedient , "Because of Hill, Sister Bronya hasn't smiled for a long, long time, obviously Siegfried said, Sister Bronya, your injury has been healed..."

"Get used to it." Bronya narrowed her eyes slightly. During this period of time, she has been concentrating on game production, which really exhausted her energy. "According to Bronya's analysis, it is because the knowledge is too much Many, a lot of things can't let the mood reach the point where it affects the facial expression, so it's a bit difficult to make an obvious expression."

"Then don't do it, as long as sister Bronya is here."

Hill spoke softly, she quickly got up, took out a few vegetables from the refrigerator and threw them into the pot: "Well... just cook for a few more minutes!"

Bronya asked softly, "Is it carrot and beet soup?"

"No! This is an improved version specially made by Hill!" Hill turned around with a smile and said proudly, "Now there is meat in it!"

"Carrot and beet broth?"

"No, no, it's carrot and beetroot soup 2!" Hill said, suddenly remembered something, she quickly rummaged through the bags piled up in the kitchen, and took out two bottles of wine from it, "Sister Bronya, are you still waiting for me?" Remember? We used to steal drinks?"

Bronya's expression was calm: "Yeah, Cocolia's mother was very angry at the time, and that guy Xing secretly filed a complaint, and she obviously drank it herself."

"Hmph! That bad guy, sister Bronya, don't mention her!" Hill angrily put two bottles of wine on the kitchen counter, then turned off the fire, opened the lid, and a burst of heat rose, "After eating Soup, drink some wine, sister Bronya, go to bed quickly, don't take yourself seriously!"

While chatting, Hill poured the soup from the pot into a large ceramic bowl.

"Okay, Bronya will go to bed after eating."

In the living room, the two were sipping soup, Hill opened a bottle of wine with a smile, and poured a glass for Bronya and himself.

"Well... the taste is still so bad, and after drinking it, my head is dizzy, hehehe..." Hill shook her little head and smirked twice. She looked at Bronya, and the other's cheek There was also a faint blush on his face, but his expression was still so calm, Hill slightly flattened his mouth, "Sister Bronya, why don't you smile?"

Bronya put down her wine glass and calmly finished the soup in the bowl: "Hill, you're drunk."

"I, I'm not drunk..." Hill leaned on the table, tilted his head slightly with his blushing face, his cheeks pressed against the table, and a pair of ocean-colored eyes seemed to be filled with undercurrents, "Sister Bronya... ...Have you ever smiled in front of Siegfried?"

"...forgot." Bronya shook her head slightly. It seemed that because of the alcohol, she spoke slowly and delayed, but she was clear. Didn't pay attention to it."

"Really... I'm really not reconciled... I obviously like someone... But I can't do everything for her..."

"Is it really important whether you have done anything..." Bronya paused slightly. She looked at Hill who was sleeping soundly with her head on the table. He walked up and down, and helped Hill to the bedroom, "It's still the same as before, so easy to get drunk."

Putting Hill on the bed and covering her with a quilt, Bronya stared at Hill for a few seconds, then slowed down and prepared to go out and finish her game.

The game she most wants to complete...

"Sister Bronya... Hill will be obedient..."

Bronya stopped and looked back at Hill who was sleeping on the bed, talking in her sleep?

"Don't...don't give Hill to others...don't abandon Hill...okay..."

"..."

Bronya closed the bedroom door, put on her pajamas, went to bed and got into the bed. She half hugged Hill, stretched out her hand and gently rubbed the other's slightly frowned brows, and murmured softly to herself: "It's really silly boy..."

Crack, the lights go out.