[Yan Zan] "In short, find the time machine first!"

"Mr. Shining, have you written the manuscript of your co-direction?"

Suddenly, Shining sent such a text message on the phone.With a cigarette in his mouth, Yanke stared at the glowing screen for a long time before he was sure that it was a text message from Ke Luxie forwarded by Shining for him.

Before he finished editing the thank you Shining message, the other side reposted it again: "Most of the other articles that participated in Hezhi have been completed in the forum. After a little tidying up and proofreading, you can start typesetting. Only you He said he wanted to write a special article... He Zhi will be stuck on the shelves on Christmas Eve, December 12, and there will be time for materials to be purchased and printed. DDL will give you five days at the end, do you think it is okay?"

Hezhi will be released on December 12th?Didn't it be mentioned in the water building of Yindiao before?

It is also inconvenient for Shining to be so troublesome all the time, Yan Ke thought.He calculated his writing plan in his mind—since he knew that the mourner might open his phone privately, he deleted all the writing outlines stored in the phone memo, and now all the plans are stored in his mind.There is only one short story left for the final confession plot to carry on the relationship, and the time to take off the vest to the comrades in the Rhode Island forum is almost the same.

He decided to wait until Christmas Eve to write the final chapter of "Employee Dormitory is Not a Place Outside the Law", and the second half of the content will directly follow the reality—he will write whatever the result of the confession is.

So he used the flashing spirit to transfer, and replied to Ke Luxie like this: "I will come to the purchasing center in the afternoon. I happen to have something to ask you."

"Thank you so much! If you hadn't just passed by...I don't know what to do."

I don't know how many times I have received such compliments.The mourner put the folding keyboard into his tool bag, and nodded slightly to the logistics operator who kept thanking him.

Because I once made it clear to the doctor that "in the future, you can come to him for any problems related to machine failures." Recently, there have been more and more requests for him to solve system bugs.

Fortunately, Rhodes Island, who was exhausted by the crisis contract, was lazy, and even the shift schedule was much more leisurely than usual.The sudden increase in leisure time overwhelmed the mourners.He began to spend more time browsing books, including the literature and reference books of various countries that can be borrowed on the island, the "Terra City-State Self-Defense Manual" that he carried with him, and the forums in Rhode Island. Those fans.

A leisurely life is suitable for fish farming, especially for fishing fish.After finally taking a breather from the crisis contract, the authors threw themselves into the food production business in a hurry, and the output of each cp increased steadily.There’s even a new author in the mix—the “Guardian of the Lock and Key” who made his debut in Angelina’s Water Tower.She opened a CP-free "Tra Continental Travel Notes" on the Liqu Forum, which is dedicated to recording what she saw and heard when she traveled around Terra in the past. At present, she has written from the Victoria chapter to the Syracuse chapter. The style is brisk and lively, and the details are vivid. full and accurate.The undertaker can roughly guess who is under the vest of the other party.He considered reporting the suffering statement to silence her when the other party wrote about Kazdel.

Only that period of history is not allowed to be circulated, even if it is written in a closed company internal forum.

Just as he was thinking this way, a bright blue long hair suddenly flashed in front of his eyes, with a flickering halo above his head and broken black wings behind his back.Mostima seemed to have bumped into an acquaintance.She happened to stop at the corner of the corridor and greeted each other.

The answer to the question only needs to go forward a few steps to reveal.The mourner first saw a long black tail swaying, and the surface was covered with hard bumps similar to origin stone crystals.Looking further up, you can see the crossed belt covering the root of the tail, the hem of the leather jacket revealing a thin waist wrapped in tights, the faintly glowing ore disease monitoring ring on the neck, the short blue-black hair with a hard texture, and the arched hair. Cong, the long black horn.

Yanke is composed of these parts.

The mourners came out from the shadow of the corridor and were about to walk in the opposite direction when they were suddenly stopped by Mastema: "That bad boy, wait a minute."

He had never been called that before.So he was stunned for a moment, then slowly turned his head, and pointed to his side face with his finger in doubt.

are you calling me

"Yes, it's you, the bad boy from the notary office." Mostima came over very familiarly, tiptoed and patted him on the shoulder, "Where are you going next?"

"staff dorm."

"It's three o'clock in the afternoon, right? It's already past the time for a nap. How about it, I have a commission here, and I need your help very much."

Mostima is the contractor related to the notary office, and her entrusted task should be given priority.So the mourner nodded: "Please tell me."

"Just now he said..." Mostima winked at Yanke's direction, "I'm going to the shopping center to buy some things, and asked if I could go with him. I think it's better to let you have the strength to work on such things. A strong male operator is more suitable, right?"

She never looked back.Therefore, I couldn't see Yan Ke behind her who was hesitant to speak.Sarkaz wanted to speak several times, but couldn't say anything, he could only wave his hands at the only mourner who could make eye contact with him.

"But he doesn't look like he wants to."

"Huh? That's not what he told me just now."

The mourner reluctantly read the words on Yan Ke's lips: I didn't say anything just now.

"Anyway, you just follow. He needs your help very much now, I'm sure." Mostima was agile, and turned behind the mourner in the blink of an eye, and drew out his staff and swiped vigorously.Her wonderful origin stone magic just exploded at this time, the mourner only felt hit by a soft shell in the lower back, and his body flew forward uncontrollably—just hitting Yan Ke’s hard body on the collarbone.

The body close at hand was warm and firm, and the sulfurous breath unique to those with fire magic abilities filled his breath, as if he would be scalded by that temperature in the next moment.Inappropriately, the long commentary written by Ceylon came back to the mind of the undertaker--The Yankee is like the sun.

He propped his shoulders upright.

The culprit put away his staff with a smile, and walked away talking to himself: "Well, what should I have for dinner? Let's go to Croissant's and have a look..."

Clousel, who had been waiting for "Mrs. Shining" in the purchase center all afternoon, was surprised to witness this scene: Yan Ke and Undertaker walked into the purchase center one after the other, standing in front of the freezer filled with desserts I watched for a long time.

It has to be said that since the "hotel roommate incident", many female cadres in the forum who eat Yanbu CP have already tacitly agreed that the two of them are together.There are also many branch camps: some operators think that they finally got together after the intercourse incident, and called the last time that Yanke fell ill late at night and the mourners sent him to the medical department for examination early in the morning as ironclad evidence ——After all, they have never been so close before; while another part of the operator firmly believes that they have long been secretly in love with each other in a secret corner, but due to the schedule plan and combat missions on the island, they cannot express their love openly, maybe How many times have they turned up and down in the staff dormitory they shared...

Unfortunately, Chloe Hill falls into the latter category.

The blood demon proprietress's brains have always been bigger than the sky.At this time, the actions of the two male operators picking desserts were quickly covered with multiple layers of CP filters in her eyes, and they were decomposed one by one into various sweet words that only CP girls can understand:

Did their hands touch just now?Sure enough, she became more daring after opening a room, and she is still talking about it in broad daylight, Yan Ke, why are you so impatient?

The Undertaker finally picked the Black Forest Cake!This shows what!Yanke's representative color is black!He was implying that Yanke would eat him like a cake at night!

I have every reason to believe that they are now in a relationship period!

……

The mourner, who was just a little greedy for chocolate kirsch, was terrified by Ke Luxie's overly hot eyes, and he didn't know where he frightened her again.

"You two... can I take a picture?" Lucille blurted out out of nowhere.

She quickly dragged the small winged square flying around beside her, and pressed the fingerprint password hidden on the side, a long lens of the camera slowly protruded from the center of the small black square: "Well...it's like this , I am testing some of its new features recently, such as Polaroid. So please cooperate with me, and it will be fine in a while."

Now not only the mourners were confused, but Yanke also frowned.

"Let's make a move. It's best to make a move." But Lucille stretched out her hand on her chest and made a heart-to-heart gesture. The speed was very fast. Fortunately, Yanke had seen the similarity that the perfumer had posted on the forum before. Action fanart.He nodded and said it was okay.

The mourner still looked confused.He looked up at Yan Ke, but failed to make effective eye contact, so he lowered his head again, his hands hanging down, motionless.

"Then please prepare, two, three, two, one, eggplant—"

Seeing that Ke Luxie yelled out the word "eggplant", the mourner's left hand hanging by his side finally moved.Yanke didn't even have time to see if the other party was making moves with him, the little black square made a clear "click", and the photo was finished.With the creaking of the rollers that crushed the positive and negative films, the awkward group photo of the two male operators was printed directly.

Fortunately, I didn't blink.This was Yanke's first thought when he saw the photo.

But even without blinking, the picture of the two of them is bad enough.The half heart shape he compared with his right hand is extremely standard, but what he puts up on the other side is a loud thumb, and because it was squeezed in at the moment of taking a photo, there is a touch of light on the finger and even the entire forearm. afterimage.If you ignore the stubborn sticking thumb, the whole picture is like... The Undertaker strikes hard, hammering the other half of the heart into nothingness.

But Lucille was too shocked to speak for a long time.She snatched the photo, looked and looked at it before her eyes, and slowly uttered a sentence: "Absolutely..."

"Can you leave this photo to me!" She suddenly slapped the counter and shouted excitedly.

(TBC)