I have special cub-raising skills

Saria never thought that she would see Kuroro cooking with her own eyes.

Is that man wearing an apron and working skillfully in the kitchen really called Kuroro?

What about the cold-blooded, ruthless, murderous spider leader? !

"Why, why did this happen..." Shalia took two haggard steps back, then turned her head to stare at Evefu who was peeking outside the kitchen with her, her voice trembling: "Why did he do this?"

"What's the matter?" Evefu gave her a weird look. She just wanted to see if Kuroro was lazy. After all, the labor value hadn't increased much recently.

"Is he really Kuroro?" Sharia stared at the man in the kitchen, with that handsome side face and the cross on his forehead, it was impossible for a second Kuroro to appear.

"What are you confirming?" Evefu narrowed her eyes. She always felt that this woman was weird. She seemed to know the brigade's affairs very well, but she didn't look that smart.

"He...how could he be like this?" Shalia couldn't find any other adjectives. This kind of Kuroro was gentle, with a smile on his lips, and his dark eyes didn't have the decisive coldness and wisdom she imagined. .

"What can a 16-year-old child look like?" Evefu rolled her eyes, ignored her and went straight into the kitchen. Some ingredients still need to be guided by Kuroro.

Sally was stunned, 16 years old?

She vaguely remembered that when the plot started, Kuroro was 28 years old.

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After dinner.

Everyone went back to the room to rest, except Feitan and Finx who were still playing games in the lobby.

Evefu came out with the milk and put it heavily in front of Feitan, so frightened that Finks almost dropped the handle, Feitan stared at the milk with a sullen expression on his face.

Saria could see that Feitan didn't like milk, so she brought out the black tea she had mixed with milk and sat at the dining table not far away to stir it.

The scent of milk tea wafted out, and Finks sniffed, "It smells so good."

"Eh?" Evefu looked at the fragrance, and Saria was holding the spoon as if surprised, she smiled softly, and said softly: "That... this is the milk tea I made on a whim, if you don't mind, please You have a taste."

Fei Tan glanced at her, then moved his eyes to the screen again.

Instead, Finx was attracted by the aroma and walked over, looked at the brown drink inside, took a sip, and asked curiously: "Is this black tea?"

With milk? "

Sharia nodded, looked at Evefu hesitantly, and said apologetically, "I saw that there are a lot of black tea and milk in the kitchen, so I made some without permission. I don't know if you would mind..."

It's just that there is a hint of provocation in the misty eyes.

Evefu raised her eyebrows, the guy really knows how to make tea.

"Of course it's fine, as long as you don't use the black tea in the second row on the shelf." Evefu smiled, and calmly handed the milk in her hand to Fei Tan, "Anyway, there is milk, milk and milk tea, no matter what. Choose a drink."

Fei Tan's face was ugly, but he chose milk without hesitation between milk and milk tea.

He drank it down, then wiped the corner of his mouth with his sleeve.

Seeing Feitan's choice, Sharia bit her lower lip. The little guy was really hard to deal with, so she deliberately asked, "Why can't you use the black tea bags in the second row?"

"Didn't you read the words on it?" Evefu was a little surprised, "It's the black tea sent by the Laxiangshan trader, with spice stones added, so I keep putting the ashes on."

"Spice Stone?" Shalia frowned, it was a very familiar name, as if she had heard it somewhere before.

"It's a drug." Evefu told her simply.

Finx paused, "No wonder the taste is so fragrant. I want to drink it after drinking it. It turns out that this thing was added..."

Although Finx has never tried it, there are many channels on Meteor Street to get in touch with these things. It's just that some of his companions have smoked similar things before, and finally turned into something inhuman and ghost and went crazy.

"O-so that's the case, I'm sorry I didn't know..." Sally opened her eyes wide, her fingers trembled slightly, and she was relieved when she found that Finks didn't have any disgusted expression.

That's right, it's just these things, Meteor Street has never been short of them.

"Then I let it expire." Evefu added.

"puff--"

Finx unceremoniously sprayed the milk tea out of his mouth, then dropped the cup and ran out to retch.

It doesn't matter what it is, but if this kind of thing expires, there is a problem!Maybe it will be poisoned!

"Over, expired!?" Shalia's face darkened instantly, she stared at Evefu and gritted her teeth. Did this woman do it on purpose?

"Oh, idiot." Fei Tan laughed when he heard the movement here.

"It's okay, Finx is in good health, and nothing will happen. Next time, pay attention to the date." Evefu calmly picked up another glass of milk and walked upstairs.

I believe that Finks will not drink other people's things easily.

Sharia saw Eve facing

Walking upstairs, and still holding the milk, her complexion immediately turned ugly. Does this woman want to go up to Kuroro again! ?

Is her goal besides Feitan and Kuroro?

This woman is simply too green tea!

Efufu, who was unknowingly regarded as a green tea girl, was on her way to deliver milk to her dear son.

"Kurolo." Evefu pushed open the door naturally. Kuroro had just washed up and was about to read a book. He looked up at Evefu and had no special reaction.

Maybe say,

Gradually I got used to someone delivering milk in the middle of the night and doing high math.

Kuroro responded in a low voice, shook his hair, sighed, and took the initiative to get milk to drink.

Evefu likes obedient children. Looking at his dripping hair, she felt a little helpless and ran into the bathroom to get a towel. She couldn't help complaining: "How many times have I said that I have to wipe my hair clean after washing, otherwise it will be very difficult." It's easy to catch cold."

"Hmm..." Kuroro sat on a chair and bowed his head, brushing Evefu's hair, coupled with her constant nagging like a very intimate mother and child, the atmosphere was extremely harmonious.

However, this scene was more than that in Sharia's eyes. She spent a lot of effort to calm her mind. It doesn't matter. Now Kurolo is only 16 years old, and she still has many opportunities.

"Come out." Kuroro said lightly.

Evefu looked behind the door and saw Shalia's figure, and couldn't help laughing, this child really regards me as an imaginary rival in love?

"That..." Shalia didn't expect Kuroro to be so sharp at this time, and hurried out, lowering her head, "Sorry to bother you..."

"It's okay, what's the matter?"

Evefu was surprised to find that Kuroro's gentle mask was put on so quickly, and his previous lazy appearance immediately turned into an elegant nobleman.

"I just want to ask about the collection meeting in a few days..." Shalia glanced at Evefu. If she doesn't participate in group activities, there is no need to stay any longer, right?

"I'll call a meeting for that matter tomorrow." Kuroro shook his half-dried hair, and there were still residual drops of water running across his face and chin, with a hint of juvenile sex appeal.

"I see." Saria immediately blushed and bit her lower lip: "Good night, Kuroro."

Did you give up so easily?

Evefu raised an eyebrow and looked at her.

"Wait." Kuroro suddenly called out to her, and Sharia turned around with surprise and expectation, and subconsciously glanced at Evefu, "What, what's wrong?"

"The brigade stipulates that you must call me the head of the brigade at any time."

Kuroro smiled and said slowly, putting the empty milk cup into the tray.

Shalia's face turned pale in an instant, she swallowed, her voice was not as gentle as before, "Then why is she..."

Evefu picked up the high number in hand, and frowned: "I'm not a member of the league, do substitute members also need to abide by the rules?"

"The regulations are only valid for official members." Kurollo replied.

Like a fishbone stuck in the middle of her throat, it can't go up or down, but it's sharp and sharp. This is what Saria is feeling at the moment, even though she can't express it like this, "I see... Captain."

"Do you want to go back with me?" Shalia invited Evefu with a familiar tone like a good friend. She really didn't want her to be alone with Kuroro.

"No, you go to rest first." Evefu sat on the chair beside Kuroro's bed and rubbed her temples, feeling a little inexplicably tired recently.

"We still have things to talk about."

"Okay, you guys go to bed early too." Sally looked at her softly, grasped the doorknob slightly with her fingertips, and became gloomy when she turned around.

It's too much of an eyesore.

There is such a special existence.

What would there be to talk about in the dead of night!He clearly wanted to seduce Kuroro!

Evefu laughed, took out the book and started a routine question before going to bed. Kuroro was used to it, and Evefu would tell him other stories without books when he was on Meteor Street.

For example, the anecdotes between the lady and the gang of criminals.

For example, the anecdotes of the two adopted sons of the Mafia lady.

Kuroro went to look up some information on purpose, and confirmed that these are all fictitious, but wondered why there are so many weird stories in Evefu's mind.

"Okay, go to sleep, Kuroro." Evefu closed the book, and looked at the boy lying on the bed tenderly. The neckline of the black pajamas was slightly open, and the hair was scattered by the pillow, obedient and docile.

Can't help but think, what does Sharia think Kuroro should look like?

Is it the appearance I saw before my death in the previous life?

Kuroro looked at her suspiciously, what was she looking at?She also showed this kind of emotion before, after exploring, she found that she didn't look at other people's expressions through him, but...

looking at himself.

Immediately, there was a warm touch on the forehead, with a unique fragrance lingering on the tip of the nose, Kuroro's pupils narrowed slightly, and he looked up at her.

Evefu's eyelashes, which were as thin as cicada's wings, cast a shadow, she quickly got up and said with a smile: "You are very good today, so

Reward your goodnight kisses, sweet dreams. "

"Sweet dream, Evefu... Mother."

Kuroro was a little speechless, watched the other party leave and then closed his eyes, but his breathing still couldn't calm down.

Kuroro, who seldom dreams, had a strange dream that night, which is not a nightmare, because the Phantom Troupe in the dream has become a feared A-level criminal gang. He is the leader and Lu Xilu The eldest son of the family.

And the Evefu in the dream is completely different from her now.

The gentleness is outrageous, without the restraint of soul shackles, without those seemingly ruthless and meaningless teachings, only endless doting and tolerance, compared to Ausley, he is more like the whole world of Evefu.

Then he took advantage of these.

To plunder all the treasures and the seal of Lu Xilu's family.

The seal in the dream is the same as the rudder brooch that Evefu gave, and it also came from the spoils of pirates in the sixth century, and buried a large amount of heritage treasure.

Maybe it was to get the treasure quickly, or maybe he didn't want to continue this boring role-playing, so he specially chose to hold a carnival blood feast on the day of Osley and Evefu's wedding.

Staring at those blue sky-like eyes, there are surprises, fears, and some emotions that he can't see, but it doesn't matter.

In the dream, Kuroro chuckled and said, "Are you surprised to be killed by your beloved son?" Then he muttered to himself:

"That's right, it's hard for ordinary people to accept such a huge contrast."

"Then you should thank me." Kuroro's voice in the dream became inexplicable, mixed with joyful laughter, "Oh, because we didn't have any proof of relationship from the beginning, and now the wedding is interrupted, Osley is dead too."

"So now, you are ending your life by a man who has nothing to do with you, so it's easier?" Kuroro in the dream asked her very gentlemanly, and his palms touched the other's neck and slowly tightened. The warm touch, neither cold nor hot.

Why is there a more painful expression?

Close to her cheek, she also placed a soft and comforting kiss on her forehead, just like the goodnight kiss Evefu would give him every night, but he didn't like the rising sun the next day.

Kuroro, who suddenly opened his eyes, breathed as calmly as ever.

Looking out of the moonlit window, the branches and leaves reflected by the shadows of the trees looked very strange, fingertips rubbed each other in a thinking posture, and then closed their eyes again.

Perhaps he was looking forward to the nightfall even more.