Cooking in the Monster Shelter

"Since he hurt his head, he has lost all special abilities and was approved by the management office to come to live in the living area."

When the angel spoke, his gaze fell steadily on Lin Lin's face, with a gentle smile that was imperceptible in his voice: "We are both in charge of the same researcher. Once we come and go, we gradually become acquainted."

The devil frowned and turned his head. The slender black tail behind him seemed to have blown up his hair. He was so stunned, "Who do you think has a problem with his head, huh? You dare to humiliate me, are you playing with fire?" ?"

The angel sighed: "Okay, I have a problem with my head."

…This is too accustomed to him! I originally thought that the encounter between these two races would be a vigorous Shura field, but turned into a gentle brother and his stupid brother!

But when you think about it carefully, this seems to be a logical thing again.

The angel was originally docile and didn't like to compete. The days of living in the asylum gradually erased his initial youthfulness and turned into a settled soft and steady. No matter how you look at it, he will not easily argue with others-not to mention that the other party is still a poor idiot with not sober mind.

The devil groaned, and the villain raised half of his mouth with ambition: "That's right. Since I came to the asylum, I have been playing night battles for several days, reading Chinese and foreign masterpieces. Such a well-cultured, high-level master The IQ devil can't find it even holding the lantern, how could it be a problem with his brain."

Mr. Devil is drinking blood and he is still a literate man.

Lin Yu asked curiously and repeated his four words: "Chinese and foreign masterpieces?"

"Yeah! So what, what "Sima Cristo", "The Romance of the Kettle"..."

The devil pretended to be calm, but he kept his small eyes gazing at the angel in front of him, hoping to get a hint-all those books were all he saw on the bedside of the angel by accident, so he remembered the names.

Although he usually reads some written works, they are all "Master Devil Do Not Kiss Me", "Devil Prisoner's Love: The President's Stand-in Lover" and "The Devil's Imprisonment", which are exactly the same as the "masterpiece". Can't touch the edge.

Ok? Why look at this kind of thing?

Because he is the demon in the title, it is not too comfortable to bring himself into the handsome and ruthless male protagonist.

Lin Concubine:?

Hurry up and apologize to "The Count of Monte Cristo", "Water Margin" and "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" hello! It's that the author of the first book is Dumas, not Sima, please be more sober, Mr. Devil!

Seeing that he could not get help from the angel, the devil turned his heart back and continued speaking at a whispering speed: "There are also "Detective Conan", "One Piece", "Guardian Sweetheart" and "Rick and Morty."

This time I am very familiar with the wrong name! As a result, all you have really watched are anime and cartoons! Is "Guardian Sweetheart" seriously mixed in? What kind of Chinese and foreign masterpiece is this!

With the mentality of caring for children with mental disabilities, Lin Yan silently glanced at the angel, and after a while she tried to take the stubbornness: "It's good, it's a good thing to keep learning, who...hey, what's your name?"

Thinking about it this way, she never asked the devil's name from beginning to end.

When he was taken to the shelter, the car was made smoky and white by the fluttering cats and foxes. She was busy taking care of the two restless little guys, but she didn't pay much attention to him.

It's all because she didn't cherish it. Who would have thought that this person would be stupid when we meet again.

"Ah."

The devil sneered: "My name and surname are not something that mortals can know. It is the words that accompany death and ghosts. Once mentioned, they will be swallowed up by the dark flames of hell!"

A good-looking beauty.

Why are you crazy?

"Oh." Lin Concubine's voice didn't fluctuate, "If you really don't want to tell me, you don't have to say it."

She didn't really want to know anyway.

The devil froze for a moment.

Don't even leave him a chance for Tsundere, this poisonous woman!

"No! Hey, what are you doing!" He waved his hand in a panic, making a reluctant look, "Since you ask questions so sincerely, then I will tell you compassionately-this uncle can't change his name. If you don’t change your surname, it’s called Lu Yuan."

Lu Yuan.

These two words are clean and neat, showing the high-cold temperament that no stranger should get close to, but it fits well with the decisive and resolute long-haired beauty when we first met, but if you move it to this one, it seems The less clever S.2 disease patient...

There is always the illusion that they are dirty!

"Woman, what are you thinking? Don't look away from me, understand?"

Lu Yuan took a step forward and was about to practice the classic chin picking in "Master Devil Do Not Kiss Me". As soon as his fingertips touched Concubine Lin, he was pressed down by the angel beside him involuntarily.

He glared at the latter with blood-red eyes, and his expression was a little aggrieved.

Then he looked at Lin Yu equally wronged: "Master is hungry, Master wants to eat egg yolk crisp."

In order to satisfy occasional needs, Lin Hao deliberately stored many snacks and desserts in the refrigerator of the shelter, including the devil's favorite egg yolk pastry.

Remembering that both Angel and Ancho had a soft spot for sweets, she took out some white jade rolls, almond tofu and double skin milk from them.

The angel and the little shark were actually very able to talk, she had to go to the kitchen, and when she returned to the dining room, she saw the two sitting together, bowing her heads not knowing what to say.

When I got closer, I heard Anqiao’s kitten-like voice: "...good-looking, wings."

Lu Yuan half-joked coldly: "If you like it, touch it."

The boy was frightened slightly by the wicked uncle, his index finger clenched the hem of his clothes subconsciously, and his blushing face hurriedly lowered his head.

The angel is obviously very good at getting along with children, whether it is An Qiao or Lu Yuan who is mentally traumatized.

He lowered his eyes and noticed that when Lin Lin approached, his eyelashes were trembling, and he glanced at her quickly without a trace, and then focused on the boy again, his voice as gentle as a gust of wind: "If you want to, can."

As soon as these words came out, Lu Yuan and An Qiao were stunned at the same time.

"Why!" Lu Yuan stared, his eyes narrowed, "You never let me touch it!"

The angel glanced at him lightly, and finally chose to ignore it.

Then gently turned his body to the side so that the wings stayed just where Ancho could reach with his hand.

"Thanks, thank you."

The blush spread from the roots of the ears to the tip of the nose, and the boy was flattered, and cast a flustered look at Lin Yan as if asking for help. After hesitating for a while, finally stretched out his hand timidly.

Concubine Lin glanced at An Qiao's slender fingers, and then at the white wings behind the angel.

After this period of self-cultivation, the young man's wounds are generally healed, and the originally damaged and scarred wings gradually plump, and finally they are not as shocking as they were when they first came to the shelter.

Each feather presents a rounded shape with smooth lines. It was originally just a lot of light and slender white hairs, accumulated together, and it gave birth to a sense of heaviness, which makes people afraid to profanity. The little halo from the incandescent lamp fell on the wings, covering it with solemn and scorching white awns, which were smudged layer by layer.

At the moment when his finger touched the edge of the feather, Xiaoyuren's eyes flashed as calm as a lake, causing Lin Jia to breathe subconsciously.

This inexplicable feeling...!

she was! and also! ultra! miss you! touch!

Lu Yuan sneered: "Why, woman, do you want to touch it too?"

The angel did not speak, but quietly clenched his hands under the table into fists.

"That kind of exaggerated wings is meaningless, if you want it," he paused pretendingly, mysteriously, and in a tone like giving a gift, "I can reluctantly contribute my own tail to it."

As he said, he raised his tail, swayed and swayed like a show, and even put a rough heart-shaped pattern on his tail, and his entire face was covered with "Quick and quick touch".

Concubine Lin bent her eyes and smiled at him.

The tail looked bald, and it didn't even touch the words "fluffy". Now that Lu Yuan wiggled like this, it reminded her of the buffalo that shook his tail to drive away flies and mosquitoes.

Is there any use for her to feel the soft and slender touch of enoki mushrooms?

Concubine Lin was about to refuse, but before she could say anything, she saw the angel picking up a piece of white jade roll and putting it into Lu Yuan's mouth, with a clear voice: "Eat dessert."

Lu Yuan's mouth was blocked, and he could only stare at him angrily.

This person definitely came to interrupt him deliberately! Only angels are allowed to set fires, and demons are not allowed to light lamps. It's not fair!

The more he thought about it, the more angry he vented his anger on the white jade scroll that filled his entire mouth.

Baiyu roll is a popular Japanese dessert. The glutinous rice crust is wrapped with chiffon cake, fruit pulp and cream. It is frozen in the refrigerator and tastes unique in summer.

Lin Yu made three flavors of original, peach and matcha. The original white jade roll that Lu Yuan ate was white and round, just like a chubby little fat man, plus it was not too big, so he could easily put it in his mouth. The cheeks are bulging.

The first bite reminded him of Xue Mei Niang and glutinous rice. The sweet and sweet glutinous rice is fragrant and not greasy, and the refreshing coolness flows through the internal organs, which makes people feel most comfortable in the hot summer. The hard glutinous rice ice skin slowly softened after being taken out of the refrigerator. It is now very elastic, soft but not sticky to the teeth. You can still experience a wonderful silky feeling by biting it gently.

The outer layer of glutinous rice skin was broken, and the thin layer of cream in the middle was scattered all over because of the loss of its package. The cream is frozen like a cool and delicate ice cream, while the thick chiffon cake is fluffy and soft. When the tooth touches it, it looks like a foot is stepping on a misty cloud, surrounded by masses of marshmallows.

The three different tastes match each other, so that the glutinous rice crust and chiffon cake are not dull and the cream is not too greasy. Everything is perfect and just right. Once you start chewing, you can't stop at all.

Mr. Devil, who has been murdering and drinking blood for a long time and has zero knowledge of food, was dumbfounded.

It's too late, it's too late.

Why didn’t he taste this dessert when he was born? If he knew that these fancy little things were so delicious, he would have to hunt hard, and eventually he was caught in a shelter and spent the miserable second half of his life. .

What kind of slaughter, what fight, what right intrigue, those are not important.

Dessert is the primary productive force!

With tears in his eyes, Lu Yuan grasped Lin Yan's right hand: "It's too delicious! I am lonely willing to make a blood contract with you here, swear to follow you to the death, never leave, share honor and disgrace, just ask me to reward me daily Eat!"

This is too spineless! Not to mention five buckets of rice, a small white jade scroll can make you bend your waist, Mr. Devil! The blood contract has been moved out!

Lin Yu learned the angel's method and concocted it, and gave him a piece of white jade roll: "Eat dessert."

Not knowing what kind of mentality, Lu Yuan, who won the feeding, glanced at the angel triumphantly.

This pink and tender cuboid roll has the taste of peach. The peach pulp is cut into square pieces and sandwiched in the cream.

When the pulp is bitten, the sweet and sour juice oozes, dripping into the gaps of the mousse cake. The unique aroma of summer peaches and the light milk flavor neutralize each other, which is more fresh than the original flavor. The feeling of happiness and satisfaction when the whole is in the mouth, the whole heart becomes sweet.

Mr. Devil let out a sigh of happiness like being in heaven.

Concubine Lin ignored him, picked up a spoon to stir up a small piece of matcha roll, and quietly stretched it to Anqiao's mouth.

The boy obediently ate it, his eyes widened because of the sudden coolness, like a frightened rabbit.

Among the three flavors, the matcha roll has the strongest flavor. The bitterness of Ruoruowu is diluted by the sweet cream, leaving only the clear tea fragrance that fills the whole mouth. The refreshing air-condition reminds him of the wind coming quietly in the fields, and it is also cold and comfortable.

The children's eyes suddenly lit up, blinking like two flickering stars.

The corners of his mouth became wider and wider, and the uncontrollable joy made him squint, his voice wrapped in a smile, sweeter than matcha rolls: "Delicious...!"

This is too cute.

Is there anything in this world that reflects the value of life more than making cute children happy with sweets?

Concubine Lin thought very confidently, no more.

She coughed lightly and raised her eyes to look at the angel not far away: "You too, try it."

At the moment of colliding with her eyes, the blond young man who had been quietly watching Concubine Lin for a long time lowered his eyes in a flustered manner. He nodded obediently, but just after eating one, the phone in his pocket rang suddenly.

"It's a researcher, I'm in a hurry." He smiled lightly, stood up with a little regret, "Sorry, I can only come back later."

As soon as I finished speaking, I heard the little girl sitting at the dining table screaming in a hurry: "Wait a minute!"

The angel's figure paused, and immediately stopped all her movements when her voice sounded, causing Lu Yuan on the side to let out a cold snort—

It's not a robot, does it need to be so precise, cut.

Looking past the demon, the blond young man stopped his gaze on Concubine Lin.

The little girl stood up with him, leaning forward slightly, her right hand stretched forward holding a small spoon, and the tofu in the spoon was all white and swayed slowly as she moved.

She sent the spoon forward, her eyes filled with shining anticipation: "Take a bite of almond tofu."

Even if he lowered his head, he couldn't conceal the arc of his mouth. The angel pursed the corner of his lips, opened his mouth and put it in his mouth, and the sweet scent reached the bottom of his heart.

Although it is called "tofu", the main part of this dessert is made of cow milk, so the whole looks like a mini version of pudding with a piece of white snow all over the body.

As the refreshing and smooth square pieces are gently squeezed, they are completely broken, and the rich almond flavor and light milky fragrance are seamlessly melted between the mouth and tongue. The sweet-scented osmanthus syrup poured on the top brought an endless aftertaste of honey. He smiled and told Lin Ma: "Sweet."

Lu Yuan rolled his eyes.

Lu Yuan dragged every word out, and leaned in front of Concubine Lin: "I—also—will—"

The angel dragged him back, and gushed the white jade scroll again: "Let's go."

Lu Yuan turned into a feelingless eating machine, watching the angel's back disappear into the elevator entrance, chewing the dessert in his mouth expressionlessly, and watching the two figures get closer and closer.

Dracula brought Lingxi to the scent of food and rushed to him automatically, and whispered: "We saw Brother Angel just now—wow, the kid is even more cute after dressing up! Hurry up, give your brother a hug!"

The disregarded Lu Yuan's face turned black, and he repeated word by word: "Brother Angel?"

bad.

Dracula was slightly stunned, and later realized that he recognized the famous Mr. Devil.

The two races of angels and demons have always been incompatible with each other. He has been too close to others, and he must have made this uncle unhappy.

Is this the Asura Field, the deadly natural enemy in the legend? It's terrible!

"Brother Angel? Ha! Whoever calls this name in the future, I will screw his head off! Because—"

He choked while talking, and added sharply, "This title, only! Yes! I! Can! Call!"

Dracula:?

Lingxi:?

Lin Concubine:?

all. body. shock. shock.

"Brother Angel, Brother Angel, these four words are too intricate, they snap on my heart!" Lu Yuan's eyes flashed brightly, "When I was young, I always thought of the four most beautiful in the world. The word is'Lu Yuan is the strongest.' I didn't realize until today that it turned out to be the exquisite'Brother Angel', and every word was tailor-made for my elder brother!"

Concubine Lin couldn't hold back, the matcha roll choked directly into her throat, and it was Anqiao who gently patted her back before reluctantly.

"It's a pity that Big Brother is always cold to me." Lu Yuan narrowed his mouth, "How can I get his attention? Obviously, I've been pestering Concubine Lin like this."

Oh humiliation.

That's why he kept coming in begging for nothing.

Concubine Lin had a hunch for a long time. From the very beginning, this fight was not a drama between angels and demons. It was "Brother Loves Me Again: My Brother Can't Be So Cute".

The little girl sneered, and then answered clearly: "So, I'm just a tool for you to gain attention. What does it have to do with me if you want to get close to the angel?"

Lu Yuan was serious: "You are stupid, you don't understand."

After arriving at the asylum, the researcher in charge of him was too busy with his work to get away. Other anomalous creatures were afraid of his identity and did not dare to come into contact with the devil. Only angels were willing to accompany him to eat and build blocks to watch cartoons.

-But is that just simply eating and building blocks to watch cartoons?

No, that is the flowing father's love, the touching brotherhood.

The angel is his kindly reborn father and big brother.

However, although the eldest brother is usually gentle and gentle, he rarely has mood swings. Even the smile on his face remains the same. Obviously, he rarely cares about anything—

Until a certain time when a researcher mentioned Concubine Lin, he really saw the smile overflowing from the other's eyes.

Since the angel is a flower of high mountains that is difficult to touch, he must get the human being that Big Brother cares about. Only in this way, may he be able to win his attention.

It turns out that although he didn't get Lin Concubine, he seemed to have lost a lot of success.

Oh my God, he is simply an invincible, clever and witty little witty ghost, the kind that will surely survive to the end in the ancient palace.

"In order to be the elder brother's most loyal little brother, I deliberately learned countless rainbow farts and likable routines, but he never cooperated." Lu Yuan was a little frustrated, with a pitiful and aggrieved expression on his face, "It's still the seventeen or eighteen-year-old. My black-haired child is obedient, and waits for me to finish every time."

Seventeen or eighteen years old, with black hair.

It seems that Chi Yu is the only one who meets the conditions in the asylum.

-With his weird and indifferent personality, he would be patient to listen to the devil's words of earthy love?

"The person you are talking about," Lin asked with interest, "Is he tall and thin, with long willow-leaf eyes, beautiful, and always looking cold and looking down on people?"

"it's him."

Lu Yuan nodded: "Although he behaves very disgustingly every time, he always patiently hears the end-in a sense, the child is really good."

Hey, I always hear the last.

Concubine Lin raised her eyebrows and smiled.

"Anyway, I am very happy today. When I asked you to touch your tail, Brother Angel finally gave me a stare. Although it was just a look in less than a second, it made me feel that all the hard work was achieved. Pay back!" Lu Yuan said, raising his throat, "When one day he is willing to scold me and beat me, I will have no regrets in this life!"

The real devil whispers, the word of tiger and wolf.

Ever since she was stuffed with that pear, Mr. Devil seemed to run further and further on some strange path, shaking all over his body, maybe countless Ms could be shaken out.

Hopeless.

This person is absolutely, absolutely hopeless.

Concubine Lin thought about it very seriously, then turned her head and asked Dracula next to him: "Do you think that when the devil regains his senses, remembering what he has done during this period of time...what will happen then?"

Dracula shuddered, his face gray: "Either he committed suicide in embarrassment, or we bystanders were killed. In short, either he died or we died."

"Oh."

Concubine Lin touched her chin and spoke in a low voice at a volume that only two of them could hear. There was no guilt between the conversations: "Since this is the case, then take advantage of the present time to bully him, and try to achieve the end of his humiliation and death. Up."

"You are cruel!" Dracula smiled, "But, I like it."

After eating desserts, Lin Lin sent An Qiao to the medical department to treat her injuries based on the recommendations received from the physical examination.

The large and small wounds on his body have hardly been healed, leaving mottled scars and blood clots. The nurses and doctors of the medical department are so distressed that they will pat their chests to ensure that they will take good care of him.

The medical staff were not allowed to disturb by outsiders during their work. Lin Hao had nothing to do, and remembering that there were just some desserts left, she planned to take them to Chi Yu—

Although she didn't know why she suddenly thought of him, perhaps because the lonely child was really pitiful, and she happened to be a good, easy-hearted person.

After packing the small desserts, the elevator soon came to the floor where the living area was located. The two iron doors opened slowly, and the first thing that caught the eye was not the steel inner wall in the elevator, but a pair of very familiar blue eyes.

It's an angel.

Lin Yan smiled at him, walked into the elevator and found that no floor button was on, and the other party was about to leave on this floor.

But the tall and slender young man beside him did not move, but stretched his body somewhat nervously, lowering his head.

The elevator doors closed slowly, making a dull soft noise.

Somehow, no one reached out and pressed the floor button.

The narrow and cramped rectangular parallelepiped was completely occupied by silence, and a pair of rich and huge wings closed silently, but still filled a lot of space. The bright white light reflected his hair shining brightly, reminding Lin Concubine of the little sun inexplicably.

Suddenly the voice of the youth reached his ears lightly, with obvious tension and hesitation: "Do you want to touch your wings?"

Lin Concubine:?

This sentence was caught off guard, and every word struck her heart hard, not like what really happened.

Lin Hao didn't speak, and when she looked up, she was looking into the sight of the angel.

The clear, narrow, light blue eyes sparkled with water, as if the sea surface being blown by the breeze; a blushing quietly floated to the roots of the ears, burning the young man’s face hot—

Obviously it was the one who took the initiative to mention, but he blushed first.

The author has something to say:

Played a few terrier XD

Probably a double more two-in-one I'm awesome

Thanks to the little angel who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angels who cast [land mines]: Ye Zhimu 2; Yanxing 1;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

15 bottles of Flower Sleep; 10 bottles of I love its sugar and light auspicious eggs; 31417173, Wu Ji. , 5 bottles of Anhui fir; 1 bottle of Ke Zhai, Nicole;

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