Aliens, you are surrounded by me

At noon, Wu Moxi prepared extra meals for everyone under the peaceful and peaceful sky - hand-rolled noodles.

Impulse is really a devil, is it too late to take back what you said before?

It's not that he feels sorry for the little flour, it's just that kneading the dough is too tiring.

Wu Moxi, who put the exercise plan on the agenda for the Nth time and went bankrupt for the N+1th time, rubbed her face with sore arms and sweaty forehead.

Fortunately, the great savior, Dongying, will come back soon. He just went to the breeding area to check the animal troughs and add food for them.

Seeing Wu Moxi's blushing face, Dongying smiled knowingly, washed his hands, and drove him aside to rest.

"Is it necessary to work so hard? Didn't they get hungry after a meal?"

"Hey, you don't understand, I am kind!"

"..."

Although it is true, but from his own mouth, it is too... well, cute!

His Highness Dongying's actions were different, the cooking table was rubbed by him until it made a "squeaky" sound, worried that the cooking table would fall apart, Wu Moxi hurriedly greeted: "Take it easy, don't get excited, I know you have great strength!"

Dongying replied in a rare good mood: "If I really push hard, your table will collapse after two strokes."

"It's okay, I just got a new one!" Wu Moxi found a fan for herself and fanned it, "You pay for it."

"..."

The two were having a good time bickering, when suddenly, Wu Moxi's terminal lit up.

Wu Moxi glanced at the terminal, and said to Dong Ying, "It's Lei Xiang."

Afterwards, he waved at him, chose an angle that would definitely not capture Winter Eagle, and connected.

Lei thought this time he still didn't hold his breath after all, and asked questions like a cannonball, without giving Wu Moxi a chance to change the topic.

"Chenxi, I just watched the live broadcast!"

"Are you trying to transport food off the asteroid?"

"Why didn't you say hello in advance? Our Leijing Group is the most suitable for this matter. Which transporter can guarantee the safety of the goods better than us?"

"Oh, look at me...how are you doing? I've been busy these days, so I don't have time to contact you."

"The salt is ready, and it will be delivered during the next opening period. Do you have any other needs?"

Wu Moxi wanted to interrupt at first, but then she simply shut up and watched Dong Ying kneading the dough angrily.

That face was probably thought to be Lei Xiang himself by him.

While Lei wanted to take a breath, Wu Moxi hurriedly refused politely: "No need, thank you, I will ask Lieutenant Colonel Feili to send over the others."

"Don't mention Lieutenant Colonel Feili, don't you know?" Lei thought for a while, "The news from the military friends that Lieutenant Colonel Feili was secretly detained for concealing your affairs, oh, it should be returned It's about...a prisoner."

Lei Xiang didn't have the pride of many insiders. He was just stating the facts in a low voice, but it didn't affect the explosive news, at least for Wu Moxi.

Taking advantage of Wu Moxi's dumbfounded time, he sighed: "I really didn't expect that there would be an S-class prisoner on the asteroid. That person is very dangerous. I think you should leave there early, and I will find another climate for you." Similar asteroids, so it is convenient for us to communicate.”

After stopping for half a minute, Wu Moxi cleared her mind and said tactfully, "No, thank you, I won't be hurt by him."

After finishing speaking, he blinked at Dongying, feeling a little happy to do bad things without telling others.

Dongying tried harder, and the cooking table began to groan.

Lei Xiang sighed again: "You are always so stubborn, well, what else do you need, just tell me."

Wu Moxi asked: "What punishment will Lieutenant Colonel Fei Li receive?"

"I don't know, there is no news for the time being, because the incident also involves other important people, it is more complicated."

Wu Moxi felt uncomfortable. Although Lieutenant Colonel Feili's own greed caused him to be in today's situation, it was because he deliberately exposed his position that he attracted the attention of the authorities.

Lieutenant Colonel Ferry was a good friend, and he had to figure something out.

The shrewd Lei imagined capturing his thoughts and smiled: "Don't worry, he is also my partner, and I will try my best to help him."

Wu Moxi glanced at Dongying again, and the latter nodded at him, also to reassure him.

He was in no mood to talk nonsense with Ray.

"Lei thinks to the president, that's it. Next time, please bring the salt over during the opening period. In addition, I hope you can prepare some food packaging boxes for me, airtight cans and the like. As you can see, the airtight cans are for those oranges just now. For the sauce."

"No problem!" Lei Xiang replied quite happily, "How much do you want, report the number!"

"For a box about the size of tableware, choose several sizes, one hundred for each size, and one thousand for a sealed can the size of a water glass."

Lei wanted to be surprised: "Can you use it up?"

"It's okay, spare." Wu Moxi waved his hand, "That's how it is."

"Wait, wait!" Lei wanted to greet quickly, "Lieutenant Colonel Ferry is gone, let me deliver the goods for you? Like last time..."

Before he finished speaking, the screen went black.

Ray thought:? ?

Wu Moxi returned to the cooking table in frustration, holding her chin, watching Dongying knead the rough dough more and more finely, her eyes were straightened, obviously absent-minded.

Winter Eagle knew that he was worried about Lieutenant Colonel Ferry.

Kneading the dough lightly, he also fell into short-term thinking, and broke the silence after a few minutes: "I don't understand why you want to expose your position."

Wu Moxi sighed: "How should I put it... Let's think about it in many ways. Of course, the main idea is to make money. Only when I am in the Winter galaxy can I justifiably sell things to others. Besides, even if I am willing to live in the shadows all the time." Here, it is impossible to keep everyone in the dark all the time, the royal family and the government are not fools...well, no offense meant."

"Have you ever thought about what if they attack you? Marshal Xiao Yun of the legion is a guy with an iron fist."

Wu Moxi moved closer to him, smiling calmly: "Isn't there still you?"

Dongying's movements stopped, and the dough was kneaded.

He lowered his eyes, roughly cleaned up the sticky surface on his hands, and then turned to wash his hands, with some strong emotions suppressed in his eyes.

In the past, no one did not worship His Royal Highness Winter Eagle, he was the best among several generations of royal heirs.

There will be no words of failure in His Highness Winter Eagle's life—everyone thinks so, they trust him and regard him as a well-deserved master.

But all of the past added together, none of the words of this person in front of him moved him.

Wu Moxi, who is from the earth, doesn't know much about himself. Although the relationship between the two had a breakthrough yesterday, what he knows is only himself on the origin star, and even his past is from various angles. Hearsay.

He never really asked himself any past, for example, how he got to where he is today, and what he plans to do in the future. However, he showed unconditional support and trust in himself with practical actions.

From the first two skewers of grilled fish, to the later shelter, and later on, he became the only human being allowed to enter his private domain on the entire origin planet - the broken spaceship, and lived there, until Yesterday, in order to allow himself to leave this taboo place, he even ventured into the star thief's base alone, and reached an agreement with the leader of the star thief.

This kind of pure trust, which is flattering or humiliating, is all covered by a simple sentence.

Wu Moxi spoke again behind him, in a very soft voice: "I don't think it's a big problem. I'm harmless. There are many civilians in the cold winter galaxy who like me. Of course, it doesn't rule out that I've moved some people. If you are targeted because of your interests, then it will be up to you."

Dongying turned off the faucet, turned around slowly, and held Wu Moxi's cheeks with both hands, feeling the warmth from the cold palm.

"I promise to let you live in everyone's eyes in a legitimate way!" He said seriously.

The corners of Wu Moxi's mouth curled into a beautiful arc, and he took his wet hand, and forced the water stains on his face to the corners of his eyes.

"Thank God that I can be allowed to do business freely. After all, I don't know anything about tax policies and business licenses!" Can I be considered middle-class? Unfortunately, unfortunately, under the pressure of huge debts, I have to continue to do live broadcasting..."

"What is..." Dong Ying recalled a syllable just now, and tried to say, "Tax...collect?"

???

Wu Moxi was shocked: "Don't your winter stars have any taxes?"

He doesn't think it's just a matter of appellation, because language translation translates the essence of the matter.

Dongying shook his head blankly.

good guy...

"On our planet, paying taxes is the duty of every citizen!"

Dongying rubbed his head and pressed his head: "Don't worry about taxes, if Marshal Xiao Yun insists on pursuing the loss of the spaceship, then I will pay it back for you, don't cry poor."

"Your daily salary is only twelve star coins, sober up!" Wu Moxi wiped her tears with her sleeve, "I may be crying about being poor, but you are really poor!"

Winter Eagle: "..."

You haven't even paid a star, have you?

……

Homestead's extra meal today is a bit spectacular.

More than [-] bowls of noodles were neatly arranged on the cooking table, and the snow-white and fragrant bone soup was poured in one by one, and some chopped green onions were sprinkled on top.

"Delicious!"

"I'm fat again guys!"

"Thank you, Chen Xi!"

The hand-rolled noodles were very chewy, and Wu Moxi bit the noodles and replied with difficulty: "Actually, we usually have three meals a day on Earth, so it's not impossible to leave it here, what do you think?"

The answer I got was a solid affirmation.

Wu Moxi took a sip of the soup and put down the chopsticks: "That's fine. From now on, I can eat three meals a day. If it's troublesome, two meals are fine, but you have to do it yourself."

???

The picture freezes, everyone is shocked.

Wu Moxi coughed lightly, and began to push the work out: "You are all adults, it's time to learn how to cook by yourself."

Lu Hui asked in a low voice, "Is that okay? We can learn how to cook from you?"

"Of course." This is my real purpose!

Wu Moxi felt a little strange, what's wrong with it?

He didn't consider that in the Winter Galaxy, which is strictly stuck in various industries, learning other inappropriate majors is no different from a thief.

Of course, getting the owner's permission is another matter, but no one will generously teach others their skills, including building a tree house live broadcast a few days ago.

As a result of the final discussion, Lu Hui, as the main apprentice, learned to cook with Wu Moxi.

The little fat man's face was flushed with excitement, and when he walked, his chin almost poked the face of the person opposite him.

Wu Moxi is also very happy. Cooking every day is actually very hard. In the past, Dong Ying took on most of the physical work, but if he left, he would use other people to help... It would be awkward to think about it.

Might as well leave the whole job of cooking to someone else.

If it’s not delicious, can’t it be unpalatable?

The author has something to say:

*Xi: How poor! (pointing)

* Winterhawk: ! ! ! (Suddenly clearly realize my own shortcomings)

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