Zerg Writer

On this day, after Hans finished his work, he came to Fang Qingci as usual and guarded him.

Even if Fang Qingci didn't talk to him, he would feel satisfied just by looking at him.

Fang Qingci was still lying on the bed as he did countless times before, leaning on the bedside cushion, and looking out the window with his face sideways. A ray of sunlight shone on his hair, messy, golden, and fluffy. Hans felt soft when he saw it.

"Your spirit looks good today. I asked them to replace you with a new nutrient solution. Looking at it now, it is more useful than before."

Hans said to himself, not expecting Fang Qingci's answer. During this period of time, a worm talking to himself here, he has become accustomed to it.

That is, Fang Qing's resignation can make him lose his temper. Replaced by other insects, he had already screwed his head off. On many remote planets, Hans's name is nothing but a cry, and the super star thief is no joke.

However, today’s Fang Qing’s speech, unexpectedly by Hans, opened his mouth: "It feels okay today. The new nutrient solution you changed is still good."

When Hanston was very surprised, he hurried over and said, "Would you like to go for a walk? Staying in the house is not good for your health."

Fang Qingci nodded: "Okay." He said, he had to get up.

Hans's surprise was almost overflowing. Seeing Fang Qingci was about to get up, he hurriedly moved in to help him, but was afraid of being disgusted by Fang Qingci. For a while, the famous star thief leader was at a loss.

Fang Qingci glanced at him and said, "I don't have the strength, won't you help me?"

Hans was taken aback, then ecstatic, and hurriedly said: "Okay, okay, here comes..."

As he said, he reached out to support Fang Qingci. Be very careful, as if Fang Qingci's arm in his hand is made of tofu, it will shatter with a little effort.

Hans helped Fang Qingci, and the two slowly walked out of the house and came under the sun.

The filtered sunlight is not as violent as the outside, it is just right and warm, making the insects very comfortable.

Hans was still afraid that Fang Qingci would be sunburned, and led him slowly into the woods.

It is said that it is a forest, but in fact it is just a dozen small trees. But at any rate, there is always a shade.

After walking for a while, Fang Qingci reached out and touched his stomach, and said, "I'm a little hungry."

Hans, who had been watching him all the time, heard the words and quickly said, "Do you want me to make you something to eat?"

Fang Qingci nodded: "Then I will trouble you."

Hans is extremely pleased: "No trouble, no trouble, I wish I could cook for you every day.-You are here waiting for me, I will bring you here after I'm done. Just eat in the woods, okay? ?"

"Can."

Seeing Fang Qingci agreed, Hans hurried all the way to the kitchen and started cooking. His mood became very good, even involuntarily humming a little song.

Qingci is actually willing to take the initiative to ask for a meal, does it mean that he is beginning to accept himself?

Thinking of this possibility, Hans felt that he was so happy that he was about to fly.

It turns out that as long as you stick to it, things will always get better and better.

He was in a very good mood, and he felt so cute when he looked at everything around him.

The sun is really beautiful, golden, just like his mood. The carrot in his hand is really beautiful in shape and red in color. Even the tiles on the wall are so white and flawless, and the pot on the stove is so beautiful, really a good pot...

After a short while, Hans prepared the meal, put it on the tray, and went out. Casually, I also brought a picnic cloth and soft pillows.

Walking into the woods, I saw Fang Qingci sitting on the grass, looking up at the sky. As if aware of his arrival, he turned his face and smiled at him slightly: "Here."

Hans felt this scene, as if he had been waiting for ten thousand years. Suddenly, he felt sore in his nose.

Step by step, almost with a sense of piousness, he stepped forward, looked at him deeply, and said dumbly, "I'm ready to cook."

Fang Qingci nodded: "Thanks for your hard work."

Hearing this, Hanston felt flattered: "No, no, it's not hard at all, it's all I should do."

Serving your own males well is what every female should do well, so how hard is it?

Hans put down what he was holding, and got busy. Lay out the picnic blanket, pat the soft pillow softly and place it on the tree trunk just right. Then take out the food in the same way and place it carefully. Finally put the tableware, pour a cup of strawberry milk and set it aside, perfect.

Fang Qingci saw that everything was packed, so he got up and sat down on the picnic blanket. He was leaning on a soft pillow behind his back, sniffing the smell of plants and trees, and there was a slight smile on his face. Everything looks so beautiful.

Hans looked at the scene in front of him and felt the feeling of crying again.

It was not easy, and it was really not easy to finally get to this point.

The delicate yellow picnic blanket, the green grass, the little male in a white shirt, the golden sunlight... everything is bright and beautiful, it seems that there is no shade at all.

At this moment, Hans had completely forgotten that the little male who made him dream of was taken back by himself. He had an illusion that they were in love with each other. No coercion, no resentment, only love.

Hans sat down opposite Fang Qingci, smiled softly, and said: "You haven't eaten normally for a long time, so I dare not give you something that tastes too strong. So I made a light vegetable salad, fish porridge, and There are very delicate millet cakes. Would you like to taste it?"

Fang Qingci picked up a piece of rice cake with chopsticks and took a bite, nodded and said, "It's delicious, I'm just about to eat something light." After that, he smiled at Hans again: "Thank you, this paragraph. Since time, you have worked hard too."

One surprise after another, Hans almost felt like he was dreaming. Watching the little male worm sitting opposite him, slowly eating the meals he prepared for him. The sun is shining and the breeze is lingering. It's so beautiful that it's really like a dream.

If this is a dream, let him stay in the dream forever... Despite this thought, he was cruel and squeezed his thigh. It hurts, not a dream!

He laughed happily, rare, showing a silly appearance for the first time.

Fang Qingci looked at him and gave him a chopsticks salad: "You can eat some too."

Hans picked up the bowl, and tasted the salad that the little male worm had picked up for himself. I can't tell whether it is salty or bland when I eat it in my mouth. The whole worm seems to be floating in the sky, completely unsteady.

Fang Qingci slowly ate what was in front of him, a little bit, and ate the food Hans had prepared cleanly. For the first time in dozens of days, I felt full.

In fact, considering Fang Qingci's physical condition, Hans did not prepare much food. A bowl of porridge, a small plate of salad, and three or four rice cakes. Nevertheless, because he had not eaten for many days and his stomach shrank from hunger, Fang Qingci still felt extremely full, as if the food had been piled up to his throat.

After eating the meal, he picked up the cup of warm strawberry milk and drank it slowly. Take a bite and drank a cup of milk.

Looking at the empty bowls and cups, Hans laughed from ear to ear: "I didn't dare to eat too much for you when I first started eating. I will gradually improve my stomach and I will make you a good meal. ."

Fang Qingci smiled at him, nodded and said, "Okay."

He smiled and nodded so cute and cute that Hans felt itchy, and wanted to give him a hug and kiss him. However, Hans suppressed that strong desire. It was just beginning now, he couldn't be impatient, couldn't scare the little male worm. In the days to come, he will grow very well, he will get what he wants after all, he is sure.

The sky gradually darkened, the cold night fell, and the woods also became cold. Hans packed up his things, walked into the room with Fang Qingci, and returned to the bedroom.

Fang Qingci lay on the bed, covered the quilt, and looked at Hans quietly: "Good night."

Hans also said, "Good night."

Goodnight, my love.

"I'm still here to guard you, okay?" Hans said softly.

Fang Qingci looked at him and said, "You also need to rest. Why don't you go back to your room to sleep and see me tomorrow, okay?" He smiled and said, "I'm still waiting for you to give it to me tomorrow." It’s not good if you are in a bad spirit."

Is the little male caring about himself? Hans was extremely happy, and nodded repeatedly: "Okay, I will go back to rest, and I will see you tomorrow morning and make breakfast for you."

"Okay, I'm waiting for you."

A simple sentence, I am waiting for you, so that the female, who has never changed her face in the face of thousands of horses, almost cried with joy.

He waited for this day, too long, too long.

Every day after this day, Hans felt that he was like stepping on the cloud, every day was as beautiful as a dream, so unreal.

The little male worm will smile at him, will ask him to make a certain kind of food, and will speak softly to him. From a lifeless puppet, he suddenly became alive.

Hans felt that he loved him more day by day.

He began to fantasize about their wedding, their lives after marriage, and even the little bugs they gave birth to...sometimes, he fantasized about it, and even laughed out involuntarily.

The star pirates around him felt that the boss became easy to get along with all of a sudden and laughed. It's almost like a bug. It turns out that the power of love is so great?

Love, really makes insects yearn for, but also feels afraid...

On this day, after finishing his work, Hans went to the lawn villa as usual to meet his beloved little male.

Today's little male is extra docile and extra cute. Even the expression in his eyes is exceptionally bright.