I conquer the stars with food

like.

These two words are as sweet and sour as orange-flavored soda.

It's not that Rong Ze has never been confessed to by others. Some joined the army just to confess to him, and some even hooked up with star robbers just to be able to talk to him. Of course, there are other noble ladies who blushed and handed out gifts in the corner of the banquet .

But Rong Ze has never been moved, or even bored.

But when Wen Chang's eyes firmly said the word "like", Rong Ze was moved again.

Some people have said that love is not just a heartbeat, but made up of countless heartbeats.

Rong Ze did not deny that his initial heartbeat was due to the entanglement of the destined person written in his blood, but every day after that, the person in front of him made him fall in love again and again.

Rong Ze raised the corners of his lips, his cold face seemed to have experienced a spring.

His smile is not very curved, but with a real pleasure: "Well, I see."

Wen Chang was still waiting for the sentencing from the army commander just now, and he was already ready to be hanged outside the warship.

But the replies that were waiting for him kept people's appetites up and down.

knew?If you know it, it will be gone?

Wen Chang coughed twice: "What do you mean by knowing?"

Rong Ze took two steps back, staring into Wen Chang's eyes very formally: "I like you too."

Wen Chang:! ! !

His mood just now was as if he had been on a roller coaster, as if he had smashed out the grand prize in a golden egg with a hammer, or as if a gambler had obtained hundreds of millions of fortunes with a small fortune.

Wen Chang: "Really?" His eyes were full of genuine doubts.

After all, such a good thing as a pie in the sky, you have to be stunned for a while if you get hit.

The arc of Rong Ze's mouth widened: "Really."

The two stood and smiled at each other for a while, and then there was a horn sound outside to turn off the lights and lock the door.

Wen Chang bid farewell to Rong Ze in a daze, then trotted back to his room.

Only then did he realize that his room was almost adjacent to Rong Ze's.

Wen Chang really didn't notice it before.

Back in the room, Wen Chang lay on his back on the bed, like every couple who had just established a relationship, he involuntarily turned on his optical brain, and looked at the chat dialogue interface with the legion commander for a long time.

He had a lot to say, but he didn't know where to start.

Wen Chang picked up the chat records of a friend who flaunted his relationship with a goddess-level figure in the group before, and as expected, there were a few screenshots of the chat.

Wen Chang clicked in with the spirit of learning, and found that it was full of obscene words that could be audited.

Wen Chang: ...

Sure enough, you shouldn't have too much hope for the "falling in love" that these friends said.

This kind of driving tutorial for an old driver is not suitable for him, a "veteran" who has held a driver's license for ten years but has never driven by.

Wen Chang was not reconciled, so he searched on Xingwang.com.

Sure enough, Starnet has everything, and there are all kinds of fairy love in all kinds of love bots.

The bloggers also released the sweet chat records between the contributors and their love partners.

Wen Chang nodded while silently remembering it in his heart.

When he came back after shopping around, he found that the legion commander had left him a message an hour ago.

Wen Chang:! ! !

He actually browsed the star network for an entire hour? ?

Even the news of the legion commander was wrong!

Wen Chang casually grabbed a pillow to cover his face, collapsed for a while before mustering up the courage to see what Rong Ze had sent him.

【have you slept?I am happy that the person I like likes me too. 】

Wen Chang covered his left chest with one hand.

Is the person on the opposite side really the most unlikely bachelor in the legend?

Why can the head of the legion blush and heartbeat with a casual word.

Wen Chang sat up straight and continued to drag down the chat history.

[Seeing that you haven't replied, I guess you're asleep, so see you tomorrow.Hope to have you in my dream. 】

Wen Chang fell back on the bed with a snap.

He, Wen·The second generation of the rich·The prodigal son·Chang Chang, who is not as straight as the legion commander, can flirt with?

Wen Chang thought for a while, but still didn't reply, pretending that he really fell asleep.

After all, if the legion leader asked him what he was doing this hour, he would really have no face to say.

Difficult to answer:

【Oh, just now I went to Xingwang to find the standard answer. 】

It's so delicious!

Wen Chang turned over, turned off the optical brain, closed his eyes, and prepared to let this embarrassing hour blow away with the wind.

He was just falling asleep!That's right!

Wen Chang originally thought that he would be so excited that he would not be able to fall asleep. After all, he is a solo mother who has been single for two lifetimes. Getting out of the singles is an incomparably important event for him.

But maybe the warship is special, with good feng shui, Wen Chang almost fell into a deep sleep shortly after closing his eyes.

On the other hand, the legion commander sitting at the desk a few walls away was distracted from looking at the optical brain while processing official documents.

No reply.

5 minutes passed.

Still no reply.

The Legion Commander's expression became serious again.

What's going on, it's hard for Wen Chang to react?He doesn't realize that Black Panther is just another form of him.

Rong Ze spent the whole night in the torment of his heart, hardly sleeping much.

Early in the morning, he waited at Wen Chang's door when Wen Chang usually came out.

In the hand is a large bouquet of paper roses.

That's right, the legion leader finished processing all the documents in the middle of the night, even after finishing the backlog of work reports, he still couldn't hold back, and secretly asked anonymous questions on Xingwang.com.

[Excuse me, I just got together with my lover, what gift should I give him? 】

There are many netizens in different time zones below to help.

[Is the subject rich?If you have money, give him (her) precious energy stones, or the latest suspension car, how romantic it is, after all, you will not be romantic after a long time. 】

[Upstairs, you are really vulgar. Can't you talk about pure spiritual feelings when you just get together?Master, listen to me and send flowers! 】

[Hehe, you're so vulgar, I'm talking about gifts based on human genes, who doesn't love money, who doesn't love cars, who doesn't have no love after the passion fades! 】

Rong Ze just lowered his head and sorted out the documents, and when he looked back at the optical brain, several parties were already arguing.

There are also people who personally tell their tragic history.

[My family is very rich. When I was with my ex, in order to let her feel pure romance, I made all the gifts myself. Indeed, they are not worth a lot of money.But it's really on my mind.Later, I was broken up on the grounds that I was stingy. 】

[Look, this is the real world! 】

Rong Ze read all the answers seriously, and after confirming that most people's feelings are indeed inseparable from money, he decided to give Wen Chang a valuable gift as well.

Of course, flowers have to be given too!

So the legion leader, who was worth tens of thousands of star coins every minute, spent half a dawn searching the Internet for how to make origami roses.

And after wasting a few pieces of expensive snow-patterned broken jade paper, the legion leader finally frowned and raised the first barely visible paper rose.

So when Wen Chang woke up early in the morning, refreshed and changed into the most handsome casual outfit to meet his boyfriend, when he opened the door, he was rushed back into the room by a bunch of red origami roses.

Wen Chang wondered if he was still dreaming, the series of washing and changing clothes just now were just actions in a dream.

Then he saw the handsome face of his boyfriend.

Rong Ze smiled.

"morning."

Wen Chang couldn't help thinking of the two unanswered messages before going to bed yesterday, feeling guilty for a moment.

This……

He confessed that, logically speaking, he should send the flowers, but the head of the legion took the lead.

Wen Chang suddenly wondered if he was really the one who confessed his love last night?

Wen Chang reached out to take the flowers: "Thank you, I like it very much. Last night" he paused, "I fell asleep when I came back last night, and only saw your message."

Rong Ze used the micro-expression analysis he had learned in the military academy, and after confirming that Wen Chang was not aware of the fact that he was the big black panther, his hanging heart finally settled down that night.

Rong Ze: "It's okay, I guessed it."

Wen Chang's eyes were bent: "Then let's go have breakfast!"

"How about I make some small wontons this morning?"

During the conversation, the two of them had already reached the kitchen.

Wen Chang fell silent while looking at the steaming porridge, fried dumplings, fried eggs and pickles on the table.

Rong Ze: "I heard from Edmund that the ingredients in the kitchen have been purified, and you allow him to handle them. So, I made breakfast on my own."

Wen Chang was momentarily at a loss for words.

As a chef, not only has he never eaten dishes cooked by others in this interstellar era, he has even never eaten meals specially prepared for him by others in his previous life.

It's normal, those who can do more work, and the chef will default to cooking every meal by you.

Naturally, Wen Chang could also understand, he also lived this kind of life silently for many years, but when someone cooked a table of hot meals and told him: "You can rest today, you don't need to be busy, just enjoy yourself."

Impossible not to be moved at this time.

Wen Chang bit his lip, his eyes turned slightly red for no reason.

As the party who has always been giving, Wen Chang now feels like a child who has been lonely all this time suddenly has a backer.

Wen Chang took a deep breath, suppressed the tide in his eyes, and showed a big smile: "Thank you!"

Rong Ze: "I can learn some other dishes from you when I have a chance in the future."

Wen Chang nodded vigorously, and decided that no matter how bad the army chief made this time, he would eat it all up.

He understands very well that kitchen rookies may not be able to control the seasoning very well. He has given several offline novice courses on the ancient earth before, which can be described as horrible.

Wen Chang is the kind of chef with high culinary talents, so although he understands it, he really doesn't understand how someone can make a simple fried steak taste like hell, and he doesn't understand how someone can make fish soup as if it has been cooked through. White unidentified liquid after breaking the wall.

Metaphysics, really too mysterious.

When the two got to the table, Wen Chang smiled and said, "Then I'll start eating."

The legion commander nodded reservedly.

Wen Chang tasted the porridge first, after all, porridge is difficult to make and unpalatable.

However, the porridge made by the regiment commander was not much different from Wen Chang's.

Wen Chang:?

He tasted the fried dumplings again, which were stuffed with pork and corn. Although it tasted a little salty and the dumpling filling was not strong enough, it was no problem to eat at home, and the taste was very similar to the one he made himself.

If Wen Chang hadn't made sure that there were no quick-frozen dumplings in his refrigerator, he would have doubted whether he made the dumplings himself.

He looked up, with a bit of imperceptible confusion in his eyes.

Does the head of the legion actually have such a high talent in cooking? !

Such a similar taste, how did the head of the legion make it?

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Hey, the two kids are so cute when they are in love.

Changchang: I will cook for you

Zai Zai: Let me go!

Changchang: What should I give him?

Zai Zai: All mine are his!