The sturdy brother dressed as an interstellar female

The air gradually stagnated.

The hand holding him was not strong, and he could break free easily. Zuo Yue felt that it was a weight, and he was in a dilemma.

He never thought that one day Xue Ming would reject him, with such a complete stranger's attitude.

Zuo Yue bit the bitterness on the tip of his tongue, and slowly pulled out his fingers.

Xue Ming breathed a sigh of relief.

The male worm's gaze made him uncomfortable just now, and maybe he won't be able to bear it anymore after staring at it for a while.

Zuo Yue lowered his eyes and straightened his cuff buttons, hiding the surging emotions in his eyes.

He kept telling himself that as long as he found it, he could get Xue Ming back in eight years, and he didn't mind taking a longer time to re-establish a relationship with him.

It's just a matter of patience.

Xue Ming moved his lips, and was about to say something, when suddenly the door panel behind him was knocked open, and Zuo Yue quickly took his shoulder to scoop him up, saving him in time to avoid the tragedy of being slapped on the back by the door panel.

It was roommates who came from the same room. Seeing them swearing a few words to the effect of keeping out of the way, Xue Ming moved sideways to get out of the way.

The tempers of the mining workers here are not very good, plus another person died today, Xue Ming is not just a bug who likes conflicts.

If he's still a Zerg.

The man was cursing and cursing, under Zuo Yue's gaze, the sound was automatically muted, and he lay down on the Datong bunk awkwardly. After a few seconds, the sky-shaking snoring sounded, and he seemed to have fallen asleep.

The miners who came back one after another were busy in the board room, sleeping, eating, chatting and farting. Xue Ming smelled the aroma of potato stew in the air, and his stomach growled in disbelief.

"Goo, gurgling..."

Zuo Yue considerately didn't expose him, but just grabbed his wrist and walked out: "Go, go to eat."

Xue Ming stared at the finger holding him, doubts arose in his heart, when did he become so casual and leave as soon as he was pulled?

As expected, there was no potato stew at the usual dinner place, only some green vegetables whose leaves were cooked to yellow. Zuo Yue frowned, thinking that Xue Ming could not eat such unnutritious food, so he took him to the on his own ship.

Xue Ming miraculously did not break free.

Zuoyue's ship was converted from his personal warship, and because it was set out to look for Xue Ming, the interior was quite well equipped, and of course the kitchen was indispensable.

Zuo Yue pressed him to sit down, and went through the freezer. Meat is essential. Xue Ming likes to eat white rice, so there is also rice. He also found some stored potatoes at the bottom of the freezer.

In the past few years when Xue Ming left, he cooks every meal by himself. The smell of Xue Ming at home is almost gone, only the kitchen seems to be left a little bit. It seems that as long as he stands in the kitchen, he cooks the same food as Xue Ming before. Things, the latter will always be by your side.

Putting on the apron and rolling up the sleeves, Zuo Yue skillfully cut the potatoes and meat into pieces, and fried them on high heat. The modified ship's ventilation system was very powerful, and the oily smoke was sucked out along the vents, without touching the Marshal's body at all.

Xue Ming stared at the well-proportioned and delicate arm and the fingers holding the spatula like onion tubes, suddenly in a daze.

A vague image flashed through his mind. The man was sitting in a wheelchair cooking soup beside him, and occasionally scooped up a spoonful to let him taste the saltiness. The fingers holding the porcelain spoon were so white.

But...he has no eyes.

That's right, his male husband is blind and has disabled legs, and he will not take the initiative to kiss people as soon as they meet. He should be restrained and reserved, which is quite different from the one in front of him.

But why did he come to me?

Although there was only a brief contact, Xue Ming could also feel that the status of the male worm was not low, and he was alone, with no wealth and color, and he ran so far just to lie to him.

Thinking of this, Xue Ming moved his fingers on his thigh, and gently touched the root of his thigh.

The fingertips touched a slight bump, which was the crescent-shaped scar.

He wasn't sure if it was left from falling from a tree when he was a child. After waking up, all his memories started from the cave in the southern forest of Sika Xing and his body covered with white silk.

Perhaps the threads automatically remembered and copied his previous body.

he does not know.

The smell of potato stew came, Xue Ming moved his fingertips, slipped away from the scar, stood up as if nothing had happened, and walked to Zuo Yue's side.

"Need help?" he asked.

The latter scooped up some soup with a spoon and handed it to his lips, and said naturally, "Taste it."

Xue Ming's eyes fell on the soup spoon and his porcelain white fingers, he lowered his head slowly for a long time, and drank the potato soup in the spoon with his hand.

The soup base is rich and delicious, just like his craftsmanship.

"How's the saltiness?" Zuo Yue asked.

Xue Ming's eyes flickered, his breathing was already messed up, so he could only nod his head and let out a random "hmm".

There was a crystal smile in the eyes of the latter, and finally he couldn't help but raised his hand to caress the side of his neck to the line behind his ear: "Just wait a little longer, go wash your hands."

The tingling feeling spread from the side of the neck to the half of the body, and Xue Ming was so comfortable that he almost stretched out the white silk thread.

He went to wash up with his hands and feet, and he still couldn't figure out why he suddenly got to the point where he was eating face to face with the male?

He's not a bug who can be easily paced.

At this time, a three-dimensional projection suddenly appeared on the wall in front of the sink, with blonde hair and blue eyes, standard and handsome facial features like a male model.

"Good evening female master, I'm little O." The projection said, the voice was the most charming male insect voice set after precise calculation.

Xue Ming glanced at it, wiped off the water on his hands and walked back.

"Master, you really don't know me? I'm the smart housekeeper for you and Marshal—" Little O, who failed to pretend to be x, suddenly changed back to that naive robot bug, and the projections flashed on Xue Ming one after another. around.

Xue Ming walked back without squinting.

Xiao O lowered his head in frustration: "Well, I admit that I was not very friendly to you before, but Xiao Teng and I have missed you very much in the past eight years."

It is an intelligent system that matches Zuoyue, and Zuoyue is naturally the first in everything. Xue Ming is bound to Zuoyue in that situation, and of course it will be vigilant.

But after Zuoyue opened the authority to allow it to access Xue Ming's spiritual sea, it discovered that almost all of Xue Ming's memories or neurogenesis behaviors were related to Zuoyue. It could not understand the emotional connection between living bodies, but it did not mean that It cannot use data analysis to draw conclusions.

If there is only one person in the world who likes Zuoyue, that person must be Xue Ming.

Xue Ming looked up at it: "Who is Xiao Teng?"

Little O played the video of Xiaoxun for him. The huge giant snake coiled itself listlessly, with its big head resting in front of the camera, eyes half-opened and half-closed, and the aggrieved breath almost spilled out of the screen.

The place near Xue Ming's heart suddenly softened.

It looks so cute, I want to hug its neck and rub it.

Seeing that there was something going on, Xiao O hurriedly struck while the iron was hot to encourage Xue Ming to go home, but was interrupted by Zuo Yue.

He brought the soup pot to the dining table and carefully wiped off the water droplets on the chopsticks for him.

"Don't force him." Zuo Yue said.

"Oh." Little O's projection faded, and he retracted into the master's spiritual ocean.

"I don't even remember." Xue Ming didn't take the chopsticks handed over, but just looked into Zuo Yue's eyes and said firmly.

Maybe he is really the female husband of the male in front of him, but he has completely forgotten that this is a more painful thing than life and death.

Zuo Yue's fingers holding the chopsticks trembled, but his expression was relaxed: "I know, let's eat first."

Xue Ming stopped, saying the same thing once was enough.

He took the chopsticks from Zuo Yue, said "thank you" softly, and then began to eat seriously.

Zuo Yue didn't speak anymore, and there was only a slight sound of bowls and spoons clashing on the boat.

After eating with Xue Ming, Zuo Yue took the coat that was put on the chair and went back to the board room with him. At this time, it was time to turn off the lights. The inside and outside of the board room were busy, and there were people washing up everywhere. Xue Ming When I entered, many people were already lying down on the Datong bunk.

"Hey here!" Wan Lun sat on the bunk next to the wall, with one leg on the edge of the bunk, and devoted himself to occupying his place.

The bunks flowed around every night, and whoever lay down first got it, but Xue Ming was a bit particular about this, and always slept on a fixed bunk next to the wall.

He has a grim face, and usually doesn't like to talk much, and everyone is already tired from mining during the day, so there is no conflict with him because of the bunk.

"Where have you been? I heard that a strange Zerg dragged you away and kissed you in public. Is it true?" Wan Lun lowered his legs and asked Xue Ming who was making the bed.

The latter gave an expressionless "hmm".

Yep, that's what it means to refuse to communicate.

Wan Lun, who has basically figured out Xue Ming's habits, thought to himself, but he is obviously not a modest gentleman. The more he feels something is wrong, the more he has to ask: "Who is it? Someone you knew before? This place is full of luck, I accept it." .”

Xue Ming didn't hear the sourness in his tone, and replied casually: "It is said that he is my male husband."

Unexpectedly, the surroundings were suddenly quiet, and even the movement in the prefabricated room seemed to become smaller. Xue Ming turned his head suspiciously, and matched the eyes of Zuo Yue at the door.

His eyes were shining brightly, and he was tall and tall. Everything from his clothes to boots to cufflinks had an aristocratic texture, which was incompatible with the dilapidated and dirty board room.

No wonder everyone in the board room was quiet.

Zuo Yueding/ Walked in front of Xue Ming with strange and inquisitive eyes, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Compared with this answer, I hope that one day I can delete the first two words."

Wan Lun was dumbfounded, and subconsciously wanted to address Marshal, but luckily he shut up in time and almost bit his tongue.

Xue Ming's eyes fell on the white paper in his hand. He also filled out such a form a few days ago, which is an information form for mining registration.

"You—" he said, his throat seemed to have been ground by gravel, and he didn't know what to say for a while?

Zuo Yue didn't answer, he folded the paper a few times and put it in his pocket, then bent his knees to get on the bed, pushed Xue Ming in, and started making the bed skillfully.

The latter watched him tuck the horns flat, and lay down in the bed unobtrusively.

That was the quilt he bought back!

Xue Ming moved his knees and was about to snatch his quilt back when the lying male suddenly turned outwards, let out the warm quilt, and waved to him with a smile.

"It's warm, come and sleep."

作者有话要说：感谢在2019-11-2705:51:36~2019-11-2805:47:05期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of meyico; 5 bottles of Heng;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!