Interstellar Love Everyday [Interstellar BL]

Today's Josh Star has a clear sky and a pleasant wind~

The silence of the morning still remains in the hotel dedicated to receiving alien civilizations on the planet Josh Galaxy. Everything is in deep sleep.

Lin Huaichu was nestled in Qi Mo's arms, lying on the soft big bed, enjoying the tranquility of the morning.

The first ray of light finally penetrated the thick curtains, bringing a gleam of light to the dimly lit room. Qi Mo woke up first and looked at the person resting on his arm, with a gentle emotion in his eyes.

Gently move that head to where it should be, such as on an abandoned pillow. After getting dressed, Qi Mo carefully tucked the quilt that was lifted up.

Lin Huaichu was tired yesterday. They visited No.1 Star yesterday for a whole day. This is very challenging for Lin Huaichu, the original waste firewood, who is now more capable.

When I came back in the evening, I was tired and fell asleep on the bed without taking off my clothes. It was Qi Mo who wiped his face and took off his clothes. When Qi Mo cleaned up and lay down on the bed, Lin Huaichu automatically moved closer to the humanoid heater.

He walked out of the room quietly to prepare breakfast for the two of them. Since RP brought two people in directly yesterday, there was no service staff to explain the various facilities in the hotel room.

Josh people actually don't need food to sustain life, the only thing they need is energy. Those restaurants and food courts exist, on the one hand, to absorb the food culture of the civilization where the food is located, and on the other hand to serve the guests who come to the Josh Galaxy.

Undoubtedly, this greatly facilitated Qi Mo's speed in getting breakfast. Without those restaurants, Qi Mo could only let Lin Huaichu eat nutritious meals or military compressed pills. There are a lot of mechas and space twists in Qi Mo.

But these are exactly what Lin Huaichu hated. Letting a recessive foodie eat unflavored mushy food under ample conditions is a complete torture.

As soon as RP stepped onto the floor where Qi Mo and the others were located, he saw the person he was looking for. "Why, the master hasn't woken up yet?" Although it was a questioning tone, the expression expressed certainty in every way.

He has been a robot for Lin Huaichu for so long, but he still doesn't know the habits of his master? You can't scream if you don't zoom in, and you have to find a chance to stay in bed for three minutes.

What a **** history of professional alarm clocks.

"He is tired, let him sleep more."

Qi Mo prevented RP from going to wake Lin Huaichu. My partner was indeed tired yesterday, and I was not in a hurry to meet Lord Josh at this time. Yesterday, he specifically asked RP about Josh's diplomatic habits when visiting the snack street in Huaichu yesterday.

The conclusion is that it is similar to the federal diplomatic habits. The meeting with the leaders of the country is usually close to noon. If the conversation is pleasant, a banquet will be held to entertain the guests.

It's just after the morning, so what anxious.

Subtext: In the absence of an emergency, what is more important than your partner's sleep quality.

RP was speechless: "Are you sure you won't spoil people by doing this."

Qi Mo glanced at RP, and passed by indifferently. The deep and magnetic voice stayed in place: "I like it."

RP rolled his eyes, and he was nosy. He snorted and didn't linger much. Haven't you seen other people's vinegar jars use actions to express the meaning of "Don't enter into evil manners"? He is not so uninterested yet.

The restaurant in this hotel provides three meals a day to the guests. Meal selection is similar to the self-service format on the earth. You can choose what you want on the screen on the wall, and the robot will deliver it to the seat.

Qi Mo frowned slightly when he looked at the variety of food on the wall. At this time, he turned his head and asked the RP who was following: "Which food is more suitable for him?"

RP was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously stepped forward to choose the breakfast according to Lin Huaichu's taste, and also filled in the room number. After doing all this, he really had the urge to chop his hands.

It's the same again. Whenever you encounter something about a stupid master, you can't control it, and it automatically enters the mode of a domestic robot. It's so heartbroken. Now even the orders of the stupid master’s partner are affected, oh my god, give him a way to survive~

Qi Mo turned on the ventilation mode directly after the RP finished those things, feeling a little speechless. Is it really a virus?

Forget it, let's see if Huai Chu wakes up. Those who don't matter, let him.

So, when RP was still complaining, Qi Mo didn't bring a cloud of clouds to accompany his partner. When the RP returns to normal, there is an empty ordering screen in front of you. All kinds of delicious meals are quietly poking there.

"..." Why is this feeling of being disgusted so obvious. RP gritted his teeth, the stupid master's eyes were unreliable, whoever he chose.

At this time, RP has forgotten, the first intimate contact between the two was caused by him. When he was a Yuanyuan household robot~~

Lin Huaichu really woke up in the temptation of fragrant rice.

He felt that his life was so happy. Sleep until you wake up naturally. When you open your eyes, you will not only enjoy beautiful men, but also delicious meals to fill your hungry stomach.

Can life be better? He has nothing else to ask for.

"Go wash first." Seeing Lin Huaichu wake up, Qi Mo urged. I woke up just in time to save him from calling.

Before getting to know Lin Huaichu, Qi Mo never felt that getting people up was difficult. In the army, there is no such thing as a whistle blow. As a result, Lin Huaichu's bed-laying skills directly refreshed Qi Mo's understanding.

It turns out that sleep is such a powerful rival in love. In the face of this love rival, the significance of his existence would have been ignored so far.

With food flogging, Lin Huaichu's speed is still impressive. It only took a few minutes, and I was ready to sit at the table and start to move.

As soon as he took his first bite, Lin Huaichu was captured by the soft and glutinous porridge. It's really delicious~

"You come and taste it too." After taking a spoonful, he blew slightly. The spoonful of porridge was delivered to Qi Mo's eyes. Was eaten in one bite.

Lin Huaichu watched Qi Mo swallow the porridge in his mouth, and asked with a triumphant smile: "How about it. Doesn't it taste good." It looked like he made the porridge.

Qi Mo nodded in agreement: "Yeah. It tastes better than the bowl."

Lin Huaichu didn't understand anything else, and even "teng" went viral. He raised his head and glared at Qi Mo, then lowered his head to continue fighting the porridge.

"Taste this." Qi Mo picked up a small steamer and pushed it to Lin Huaichu. Inside is a kind of snack. The snack is made into the shape of a flower, and each petal has a different taste. It is filled with special jam. It is especially recommended by RP.

Lin Huaichu picked it up and took a bite. The unique jam immediately filled his mouth, making him squinted happily. From this moment, Lin Huaichu’s soul of food-eaters awakened~

Suddenly he remembered that Qi Mo might not have eaten yet, and once again left the man behind. Lin Huaichu touched his nose awkwardly, and pushed the snack in front of him: "You haven't eaten it yet? Here you are."

Qi Mo directly picked up the dim sum and stuffed it into Lin Huaichu's hand. "I have food. You eat." After speaking, he went to the place where he got the food and brought out a bowl of porridge and a simple staple food.

"Don't worry. I'll eat with you."

Although there is still not too rich expression, but the tenderness in the eyes can be felt.

Lin Huaichu looked at this scene, his eyes a little sour for some reason. Whenever he thought that Qi Mo had valued himself enough, the man always used his actions to tell him that he could get more.

This is really lucky. Lin Huaichu lifted his head and drank the porridge silently, covering his red eyes with the heat.

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