Interstellar Heartthrob Handbook

Difficult to do so, half a month. "

The man told his situation without reservation, without any fear that the other party might be a villain, and he didn't mean that the man was stupid and sweet. He just could see that although the young man used to have great mental strength and was a strong man, now even though he is also Not bad, but the mental tentacles are chaotic, as if the whole person is in the stage of rebirth after the explosion, and there is no threat at all.

It is estimated that the little squirrel's paw will pass by, and this beauty will not be able to block it quickly.

The big beauty ignored him, and the man was really disappointed, but when he thought that the big beauty was probably hungry, he asked the little squirrel to dig out their food reserves and cook some wild mushroom soup to warm his stomach.

As a result, one person and one squirrel did not have the time to turn around, and when they turned around, they saw the big beauty with her eyes closed, waving her hands slowly in the air, moving out step by step the aircraft that had become a nest, wearing the blood-stained boots, and making a heavy print A few footprints and walked outside.

"Where are you going?" Seeing this, Huo Shui hurriedly followed. He didn't like to be alone. Only those who had experienced that kind of indescribable loneliness would understand, "You..." The man's voice stopped abruptly.

I saw that the big beauty kept her eyes closed and never opened them, her legs were not very agile and she walked slowly forward, her face was as indifferent as frost.

—It turned out to be blind and dumb.

Huo Shui didn't try to persuade him any more, but he followed the young man silently, watching him move until he was exhausted and fell down in the snow all at once.

Huo Shui walked over slowly, squatted beside the big beauty, and smiled again: "Hey, look what I picked up, a big beauty." The man's appearance is not bad, and he is good-looking. Man, it's a pity that no one appreciates it here, not even the little squirrel.

"I'm going to pick you up." The man turned the big beauty over, face up, "If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your acquiescence."

Just when Huo Shui was about to hug the beauty again, the beauty finally spoke, her voice was really hoarse and unpleasant, like the sound of a rag dragging on the sand: "Why do you want to save me?"

Huo Shui was stunned for a moment, a little startled by the voice, but he didn't have any bad intentions, and replied, "Look at you."

——This is the truth.

"Heh..." The hoarse voice didn't have any sense of beauty even if it was a smile, but the big beauty with the corners of her mouth slightly raised looked even more glamorous, "Aren't you afraid that I'm a bad person?"

Huo Shui sounded interesting: "Coincidentally, me too."

"I killed the whole family, exterminated the whole clan, and I was a spy sent by the Zerg race. I will repay my kindness and kill people like hemp." The big beauty narrated coldly, as if she was talking about a very ordinary thing.

Huo Shui didn't take it seriously, put the beauty back into the aircraft and leaned against it, and said, "It doesn't matter if you are kind or revengeful, you are so beautiful."

The big beauty has black eyebrows and clustered eyelashes, laughing at herself, slowly opened her eyes, revealing two empty blood holes, and said in a ghostly voice, "Do I look good?" The cold wind blew by, because of this As soon as he moved, the wounds on his eyes all burst again, and two lines of blood slid from the corners of his eyes, which looked like he was crying.

The man's eyes flashed past the original madly crying appearance he saw before the space crossing. For the first time, he was a little uncomfortable, as if he was sore by something, his chest tightened, and he stretched out his hand to cover the eyes of the big beauty, saying: "Yes, you are the most beautiful person I have ever seen."

The beauty indifferently pushed aside Huo Shui's shielding hands, and still "looked" at Huo Shui with the double blood hole, really beautiful like a weird painting.

Huo Shui simply sat beside the big beauty, and covered the young man's eyes with his hands again: "Wait until you get out, what kind of eyeballs do you have? I have money, as long as you are happy, you can use whatever color you want every day, don't act like you are going to die." It hurts to look like you're going to live."

"Tell me, whoever bullied you, wait for the master to go out and fuck them to death, I have the right to vent your anger on you." Huo Shui spoke rough, because he didn't intend to flirt. A friend in need, the other party feasts his eyes every day, so he has to take good care of him no matter what, it is an occupational disease to protect the person he likes, but a man probably never knows that he has a flirtatious attribute.

The big beauty didn't answer for a long time, and there was no expression on her face. Huo Shui was surprised, and was about to let go of the hand covering the opponent's blood hole, but just moved, and was pressed back by the opponent's cold hand. let move...

After a while, Huo Shui heard the hoarse voice slowly say: "Tu Qingqiu..."

The man understood: "Qingqiu...your name is so nice too."

Tu Qingqiu didn't say anything, but felt that the hands covering his eyes were incredibly soft...

034: Fascinating taste

The little robot Qianqian lost the relaxed mood of the past. He carried a lot of objects and put them under the spaceship's warehouse, and started to repair the big holes in the spaceship with electric drills and adhesives.

Outside the cave is a bustling scene, here is still around the ancient Milky Way galaxy, tourists can be seen everywhere, the little robot lost his mind, slowly put down all the tools in his hand, sat on the big hole without a door and watched The view from outside.

There were many cleaning robots tilting their heads to greet Qian Qian, but Qian Qian didn’t respond, he only thought about when Master Huo would come home, thinking about Xio in the spaceship made him more and more frightened, thinking that he was already half-starved I have a stomach without energy bottles for a month, thinking about their past, and thinking about my future...

Robots are things that cannot and cannot have independent thinking, and their personalities are all based on the owner's preferences. What they say is also selected from countless codes and finally combined together. Tell them not to do one more thing, let alone think of their own.

The little robot is no exception, it's just that it hasn't updated its system for more than ten years, and it's over if it changes its shell occasionally, so the result of the little robot Qian Qian often bickering with Huo Shui is that he can vaguely understand some things.

For example, Master Huo treats it very well.

Like Hugh Kay actually didn't like it at all.

The machine has no emotions, so after sitting here for a while, the little robot immediately got up and worked until the newly purchased hatch was installed and went upstairs with the tools.

The spaceship was quiet. The little robot walked past Huo Ye's favorite terrace to lazily watch the scenery, walked through the dining room and storage room, and came to the mechanical control hall and knocked on the door.

The boy in the control room didn't look back at it, his white hair grew a lot, and fell softly on his thin shoulders.

"Hugh, the hatch is fixed, what else do I need to do? Do you want to eat? How about making crystal dumplings today?" The voice of the little robot was not as vigorous as before, and the energy-deficient indicator light was on on the round belly. Signal, but no one cares.

Xio still didn't answer, and his slender and beautiful hands were typing on the floating blue keyboard. On the right hand side was the holographic map of all the seven galaxies, and on the left hand side was the signal code when Huo Shui communicated with the spaceship.

It's just not enough, far from enough.

They need to calculate the countless routes from the X7 galaxy to this planet through the accident of jumping out of space, passing through tens of thousands of small planets, and there may be a long-distance turn to the nearby fallen galaxy in the middle.

The fallen galaxy is different from the ancient Milky Way galaxy. The latter pursues an imperial monarchy, while the former is a three-party presidential system. Moreover, the difference between the Fallen galaxy and the ancient Milky Way galaxy and other galaxies is that they are not the same as the Zerg on the bright side. As an enemy, secretly cultivated a hybrid of Zerg and Interstellar.

Its technology is far ahead of the eight main streets of other galaxies, and it may be ambitious. It has become hostile to the Rafflesia galaxy. It has been very low-key in recent years, but there is no guarantee that there are any big secrets going on behind the scenes.

Xio never cared about current affairs, he only had one person in his heart, and he felt full of just this one person, and he couldn't fit in anything else, and he didn't want to pretend, but he generally knew it, knew it, and didn't feel anything.

He is not a normal person, and he will not be afraid of those "foods".

Xio only knew that Big Brother Huo must be desperately waiting for him to save him quickly, so the most important thing now is to narrow down the scope to the point where they can all be found within a month.

In fact, Xio can be less nervous. He knows in his heart that without him, as long as Huo Shui is willing to say what he wants, most people will give it willingly.

No one was willing to really hurt Huo Shui, at most he would suffer a little.

But it was precisely because of this that Xio was unwilling to...

Seeing that Xio didn't pay attention to himself, the dry branches under the legs were spreading and expanding, and each branch quickly and methodically knocked on the small squares that had expanded dozens of times, and a series of After a string of commands, the little robot said again: "Hugh, I need you..."

"Quiet." The voice of the little robot was interrupted, and Xio's crisp and beautiful voice was still pleasant to hear, but it was so direct that the little robot seemed to be rusted and stuck, making no sound.

After a while, the little robot retreated obediently and returned to his own small room.

The room is full of cartoon posters, the overall style is pink and tender, without a trace of gaps, all of which are decorated with cute little hangers and small aprons.

There was only an upright wooden box that hadn't been used for a long time in the corner, just as high as Qianqian, it walked in silently, stood there, and then put down the lid.

In the dark, the little robot began to tell stories.

The child's voice is a standard or even old-fashioned tone, and the stories told are also very old, as old as the popular bedtime fairy tales of the last century.

"Once upon a time, there was a king who liked coffee pudding very much..." the little robot said