Offered Into Marriage

At six o'clock the next day, Yang Yang got up and walked downstairs lightly.When passing by Archibald's room, Yang Yang took a special look at it. The floor-to-ceiling curtains were drawn, and no one was up yet.

After blurting out that sentence last night, Yang Yang regretted it.Although Archibald didn't respond, of course, he might be too tired, otherwise Yang Yang felt that he could jump up and hit himself.

But Yang Yang still feels very guilty, especially every time he thinks of Archibald's injury, the sourness in his heart seems to corrode the heart.

So Yang Yang decided to take action to repair his relationship with Archibald.

Like a breakfast of love and peace.

On the first floor, Yang Yang found that Yuma was already busy in the kitchen. ——Clearly stayed up until the wee hours of the morning last night, but the old lady’s spirits are particularly good, and a lot of washed ingredients have been placed on the island in the kitchen.

Seeing Yang Yang coming down, Yu Ma was very surprised, "Little madam got up so early, why don't you take a rest?"

Yang Yang didn't expect that Yuma was earlier than him, so he smiled and said, "Youma is earlier. Can I use the kitchen?"

You Ma smiled and said, "Little Madam, just tell me what you want to eat."

Yang Yang: "No, I want to make porridge for the Duke."

You Ma was taken aback for a moment, and then a smile instantly spread across her face, "Oh~~"

Yang Yang "...it's not what you think."

You Ma covered her mouth and smiled, "Yes, yes, it's not what I thought, I didn't think about anything. ——Come on, let me tell you, the second young master likes to eat salty porridge, this is his favorite pairing .”

As she said that, Yu Ma took a vegetable basket and a plate of meat from Nakajima, and stuffed them into Yang Yang's hands.

Then he took out a casserole, let the smart housekeeper rinse it, and continued to Yangyang, "Second young master is not picky about food, but I prefer thicker porridge and more meat. One person can eat half of the pot." .

There are several kinds of rice here, but I don't like it, the little lady can just look at it for herself.Also, every time the Second Young Master gets sick, he doesn't get up until after nine o'clock the next day, so take your time, Madam, don't worry. "

Yang Yang "...it's really not what you think."

"I know~" by mom

Yang Yang "..."

Forget it, as long as you are happy.

Yang Yang took the ingredients to the side, rolled up his sleeves, washed his hands, and began to process them.

Yang Yang knows how to cook, and he has checked the recipes specially, so he can handle the ingredients with ease, and he set up the casserole to cook in a short while.

You Ma looked relieved, "Little Madam is really virtuous."

Yang Yang "..."

Facing the elders, what else could he do other than smile?

The time needed to cook the porridge is not short, so Yang Yang chatted with Yuma, who lives in the old emperor star, and talked about the garrison base and the old emperor star.

Yang Yang listened for a while, surprised, "Is there still a tourist season here? I thought it was a military planet."

You Ma quickly made breakfast for others, while happily answering, "It's a military planet, but the planet is so big, there are many troops stationed, and there are many relatives. This tourism season was originally a season for visiting relatives, but gradually some people are willing to come and settle down." , and also developed some planetary characteristics, which became a tourist season.

The tourist season is once a year, in the first month of early winter, which is about the same as these days. ——I'm afraid this year will be full of excitement. Last year, after the Second Young Master's coming-of-age ceremony was exposed, many people came, but the Second Young Master went to meet the soul beast, and there were fewer people following up, but this year..."

You Ma took a meaningful look at Yang Yang, "This year, not only the second young master, but also the soul piercing your heart."

Yang Yang "..."

Looking at Yang Yang's expression, Yuma couldn't help laughing, "Oh, I thought you liked to make trouble."

Yang Yang lost his temper when he was teased like a child, so he had no choice but to beg for mercy, "I like to be lively, but it's another thing to be watched by others——you mother, please don't laugh at me."

Yuma had had enough fun, stopped teasing him, and continued to talk about interesting things about the travel season.

This back and forth, the time is approaching 9 o'clock, and the porridge is ready.

Yang Yang finally sprinkled some salt to taste, tasted a small sip, and thought the taste was not bad.

Yang Yang put the casserole and tableware on the tray, and said to Yuma, "Youma, then I'll go up."

You Ma smiled and nodded, "Slow down."

……

Upstairs, Archibald was stretching his legs.

He was only wearing a pair of sports shorts, and the scars on his body looked more serious after one night. Apart from the small gap, there were also some cracks on the scale armor on the tip of the tail, which looked like it would fall off at any time.

But Archibald's spirit has improved a lot—at least when he saw Yang Yang, he rolled his eyes quite neatly.

Yang Yang didn't mind being blindsided, and walked over with a tray, smiling, "Duke, it's time for breakfast."

The tone is not gentle.

But Archibald shuddered, and then looked at Yangyang suspiciously, the meaning expressed in that look was very clear—did he take the wrong medicine?

Yang Yang "..."

Archibald looked at the casserole in Yang Yang's hand again, and his eyes changed again—did you take the medicine?

Yang Yang "..."

Yang Yang couldn't help but reflect, how much psychological trauma did he give Archibald? ?

Archibald didn't see why, and simply asked, "What do you want to do?"

Yang Yang raised his hand, "Send breakfast."

Archibald "Is it that simple?"

Yang Yang: "Otherwise?"

Archibald "You would be so kind?"

Yang Yang: "Yes."

Archibald "..."

Even more suspicious.

Yang Yang can almost understand Archibald's current mood. After all, they didn't get along very well before, and they really weren't too harmonious.

But today is different. Yang Yang came to influence Archibald today.

So Yang Yang continued to gently persuade, "Look, two bowls, can't I even let myself go?"

Archibald glanced at the tableware on the tray, and there were indeed two sets.

but.

The suspicion on Archibald's face continued, "Why are you eating with me?"

Yang Yang "..."

You're not done yet, are you?

Forget it, I should have thought that the Huairou policy would not work here, and I needed a straight ball.

Yang Yang took a deep breath, wiped off the gentle smile on his face, and said in a normal tone, "I apologize for what happened yesterday, so I came to bring you food. I made this porridge myself. I boiled it for more than an hour. I used Your favorite combination recommended by your mother. If you are afraid of me drugging you, don’t take it.”

After Yang Yang finished speaking, he took the tray and walked towards Archibald's small living room - the small living room faced the garden on the top floor, the sliding door was open, and only a hanging straw curtain was used to separate it from the inside.It is a public hospitality area.

Archibald "..."

Archibald hesitated for a while, but followed.

When Yang Yang saw him coming, he raised his eyebrows slightly—he didn't listen to good words, he had to say something to you to listen.

But Yang Yang didn't show anything on his face, and there was still a gentle smile in his eyes, like a loving old father.

After Archibald was seated, the old father enthusiastically lifted the lid of the pot, served a bowl of porridge for Archibald, and put a piece of heart-shaped pickled radish in the center of the bowl from a small plate next to it.

Archibald "... what is this?"

Yang Yang "Love and Peace."

Archibald "???"

Yang Yang filled another bowl for himself, also put a heart in the center.Then he looked at Archibald expectantly, "Take a look, how does it taste?"

Archibald glanced at Yangyang, then suddenly reached out to exchange his bowl with Yangyang's, and then bowed his head and started eating.

Yang Yang "..."

An urge to beat the child rose in the old father's heart.

After taking two bites, Archibald's complexion improved, and he spit out a comment, "Well, not bad."

Soft, thick and creamy, the fragrance of vegetables and the saltiness of shredded pork are seamlessly blended together, much better than the ones cooked by your mother before.

But he didn't want to boast, otherwise Yangyang's tail would go up to the sky.

Yang Yang sat opposite, looked at Archibald's slightly swaying tail tip, and continued to smile lovingly, "As long as you like it."

Archibald took a look at Yang Yang, and finally believed that Yang Yang was here to make an apology.

So Archibald quickly finished a bowl, and of course put the empty bowl in front of Yang Yang.

Yang Yang ate half of it, and there was an empty bowl in his vision, and he looked up.

Archibald "Another bowl."

Yang Yang glanced at the casserole in Archibald's hand "..."

OK, come on.

Yang Yang served another bowl for Archibald and put it in front of Archibald.As a result, before taking his hand back, Archibald raised his chin and pointed to the plate of pickled radishes, "Where's love and peace?"

Yang Yang "..."

Yang Yang put two hearts into Archibald's bowl, and smiled more kindly, "Do you want me to feed you?"

Archibald looked at Yang Yang's expression about to go berserk, shook the tip of his tail happily, and said lightly, "No, just give me some food later."

Yang Yang "..."

He suddenly felt that his distress was like feeding a dog.

The big dog on the opposite side was eating happily, its tail was shaking unconsciously, the arc was getting bigger and bigger, and the tip of the tail was curled up, wishing to dance samba.

Yang Yang was a little angry at first, but when he saw the tail that couldn't be ignored, and Archibald's still trying to pretend to be calm, he was half angry, and suddenly turned into an inexplicable smile.

Really, childish!

Yang Yang shook his head, lowered his head and continued to drink the porridge - it had been a long time since he cooked the last time, and the happiness of cooking by himself made him feel nostalgic and satisfied.

However, before the satisfied emotions had time to ferment, Yang Yang's stomach fermented first.

After drinking a bowl of porridge, Yang Yang's stomach hurts. He rubbed it and felt something was wrong, so he hurriedly asked, "Where is the bathroom?"

To go back to Yang Yang's own room in this direction, he had to go around half a circle, and Yang Yang felt that his stomach couldn't wait.

When Archibald saw Yang Yang like this, he immediately squinted his eyes, but after feeling it, he was fine.

"Hurry up."

Yang Yang stood up, his face was not very good.

Archibald then pointed in a direction.Yang Yang hurried over.

Archibald was suspicious, looked down at his bowl, and hesitated for a moment—to eat or not?Is it the porridge or the bowl?Or is Yang Yang's own problem?

Archibald hesitated for two seconds, and then he knew the answer—oh, it was about the porridge.

Archibald covered his stomach and looked towards the bathroom with disbelief. The door of the bathroom just slammed shut. Archibald caught Yang Yang unbuttoning his trousers with great eyesight.

So it's not fake, so what is it?perish together? ?

Archibald wanted to swear, but his stomach was already churning, and he didn't even have time to detour to Yangyang's bathroom.So Archibald simply punched and opened a "convenient passage" on the wall.

With a loud bang of "Boom--", Yang Yang and the few people downstairs who were just sitting at the dining table were startled.

The people downstairs hurried upstairs, and Yang Yang, who was sitting on the toilet upstairs, also received a cordial greeting from Archibald on the terminal.

Archibald, wait for me! ! !

Yang Yang "..."

Love and peace died young, he declared, of diarrhea.