cross night

"Ming Yanwei, don't you like Tom?"

The demon Zheng Zha asked warmly, picked up the purple sand teapot, poured water into two cups, white smoke rose up, and the green tea leaves stretched out, creating small whirlpools.

His steady and slender fingers clasped the rim of the cup and handed it to the team members.Ming Yanwei was startled, this hand really didn't look like a person who had gone through a bloodbath.

Leaning on the back of the chair, the leader of the Devil team relaxed and drank tea. He didn't want to interfere in the private affairs of the team members, but Tom asked him for help, so he couldn't just sit idly by.

"Tom?" Ming Yanwei wrinkled her nose, recalled the passionate and sincere confession of the blond young man, and sighed, "I treat him as my younger brother."

The black-haired young man pursed his lips, and raised his lips behind the teacup: "That's what you told him? No wonder he came to me crying with his nose full of tears."

Snot and tears?Ming Yanwei couldn't help frowning her eyebrows: That idiot would do such a thing.

"I'm very skillful in rejecting people." I wanted to clarify that I didn't hurt people that much, but in the end I couldn't support the elegant demeanor of a mature girl, but showed a bit of embarrassment and entanglement, "It's not that I hate him..."

Seeing that she wanted to accept but couldn't let go, the demon Zheng Zha calmed down and thought about how to persuade her, but seeing her absent-minded, he scooped two spoons of sugar and creamer into the tea.

After Ming Yanwei finished adding, she realized that she was being led by Tom, and she was at a loss for a moment.The demon Zheng Zha put down his cup, stared at her, and tapped his knuckles on the edge of the table.

"It's meaningless to make a hasty decision. If you want to officially get out of that period, Tom is a candidate you can consider."

The low-alcohol voice is as calm as usual, but the hidden care is like bubbles under the deep pool, slowly blooming on the water surface, a little comforting, a little distressing.

Her face paled instantly, Ming Yanwei clasped her hands on the table, she didn't feel ashamed or angry, although this is not a topic that a man should bring up in front of a woman, but the captain is different, he can touch her wound , exerting the power of protection on it, just like he once saved her body.

"Grabbing straws?" She asked in a hoarse voice after a long silence.

"No." Demon Zheng Zha shook his head, "You make your own decision."

The tense shoulders relaxed, Ming Yanwei deliberately shook her head, and hummed repeatedly: "Can Tom be entrusted? He doesn't even have a job." The demon Zheng Zha laughed: "When he is out of the main god's space, he can carry sandbags." He can support you. His cooking skills are much higher than yours."

"Don't mention cooking! I don't like western food!"

Looking at the friend who lost his temper, the captain chuckled: "Tom is a very persistent person, and he will not change what he believes in. He is also very strong and can withstand anything." The memory he saw when he was resurrected came to mind. She has a purely Germanic appearance, but was brought up as a Chinese by her stubborn grandfather, and was ridiculed and ridiculed at school. It is really a miracle that she can grow up to be cheerful, straightforward, optimistic and positive.

It was not until the sudden death of the grandfather who supported his belief in life that he clicked on the "YES" on the Internet in confusion...

"He's not very masculine." A ray of cloud climbed over Ming Yanwei's face, "A real man, don't be so forceful, act bravely, and at least show anger when you see something annoying." She thought of Na When Tully was bullied by the white man Frodo, the blond young man looked on silently.

"Huh?" Demon Zheng Zha tilted his head in confusion.Ming Yanwei couldn't help shouting: "Captain, you can say a few words for Natalie, why can't he? He's a senior, isn't he!" The demon Zheng Zha smiled and held up the porcelain cup.

"It wasn't me who saved Natalie, it was him. He used the chain of his mind to call me out."

"Yeah!?" Ming Yanwei was stunned when she heard about this for the first time.

"He hates white people, so he doesn't want to deal with them." The black-haired young man's eyes dimmed, and he slightly exerted his hand holding the cup, "At that time, Luo Li was...he was the one who spoke for us, if it wasn't for those people who treated him as If he is one of his own, he will be killed. Later, he secretly gave me assistance and helped me cover, so I could return to "Black Friday" as a branch line."

Ming Yanwei's heart was surging, she stared blankly at the back of her hand.Demon Zheng Zha took a sip of tea, swallowing the dusty past together with the bitter tea.

"In short, I will foolishly look through the almanac for you to celebrate the festival, ask your birthday, make a unified calendar for the Devils, watch you draw a bow and hurt your hand, buy you a finger and a leather case, and eat the nasty crispy rice you made, as a gift. Eat cakes, buy dolls for you to hug at night so that you don’t feel lonely, he’s the only one in this God’s space, at least he’s cleaning the common living room.” Or get up early every morning, take a dustpan and a broom to clean up, when you’re free!

"Cough." Ming Yanwei covered her mouth and coughed lightly, her eyes were bright and narrow, "I need a cleaner and a cook who will consider him."

"Well, think about it carefully." After sternly speaking, the captain got up to leave, and met a teary face outside the door: "Captain, how could you say that!"

"What?" The demon Zheng Zha glared at him, then twisted his head, "You're still eavesdropping." He strode away.

"Yanwei will not want me! Don't want me!" Tom howled all the way, dragging the fast-paced captain.

"That's not the case, she already understands you." The demon Zheng Zha stared forward, determined to get rid of the octopus.

"Really?" Tom raised his head in ecstasy, and suddenly his face was filled with horror. Chu Xuan was standing at the door of the room he shared with his lover, holding a stack of documents, and his seemingly indifferent gaze was fixed on his hands holding the captain's arm. .

"..."

Brother Tom thinks that next year's day will be his death day!

Woohoo, as expected, you should believe in the almanac: it is very fierce, you should not go out.