Quick wear: Oops! The paranoid god is a love brain

This question is really too acute.

Because from the appearance point of view, the boss is definitely the type that he can't handle.

He is not as beautiful as a woman.

Not as handsome as a man.

Especially after hearing Yan Feng's words, the man and woman seemed to suddenly realize something, and immediately started shouting one by one:

"As long as it keeps us alive, you can do whatever you want!"

"You don't need to take this man with you! Let whoever you like live. This is your right!"

"Please, we don't want to die!"

“What the person next to you can do for you, we can do!”

"Just let us live, please!"

As they spoke, they tentatively approached Dan City.

They also heard all the sounds that came out of the intercom just now.

If there was no misjudgment, it was the man held by the ghost who took the initiative to lick the ghost.

The success of others can be copied.

With this mentality, the two people also tried it.

It didn't work out, however.

He raised the knife and dropped it, leaving only three cold corpses on the ground.

Dan Cheng swung the knife and walked downstairs with Yan Feng.

In fact, I guessed that this would be the result.

But Yan Feng still lay in Dan Cheng's arms and said to him seriously: "The two people just now were quite good-looking."

Dancheng stopped for a moment.

The mask-like smile on his face also faded a little, and he asked: "Do you like it?"

"Of course I don't like it," Yan Feng shook his head and reached out to hold Dan Cheng's neck steady again. He said, "What I like most is your appearance. I don't like anyone except you!"

Dancheng snorted.

He didn't know whether this sentence was true or false.

Because there were too many people who said similar things to him in order to survive.

But this time is different from before.

He sounded in a good mood.

After taking Yan Feng all the way back to the underground supermarket, Dancheng finally put him down on the ground and went to the food area to pick out the ingredients.

Yan Feng didn't go far, but followed him like a little tail. He asked him, "Have all the people in that group been cleared?"

Dancheng responded.

Yan Feng asked again: "How are you sure?"

Dancheng said: "Because as long as people are alive, they will have breath. There is only the breath of the two of us in this building, and all the rats have been cleared away."

Yan Feng suddenly realized.

He was previously curious about how Dancheng found everyone so quickly.

If this is the reason, it is easy to understand.

Looking at the ingredients area, Yan Feng suggested: "I want to eat stewed beef brisket with carrots and tomatoes."

Dancheng raised his eyebrows.

He could no longer keep up with Yan Feng's speed of changing topics.

When he just raised those questions, he thought Yan Feng was a little scared. But now looking at the other person running over to pick beef, it seems that he doesn't care about what happened before and only cares about his dinner today.

interesting.

The smile on his face returned.

Dancheng walked behind Yan Feng holding a long knife.

He placed the long knife next to the opponent's neck, licked the corner of his mouth and said, "Aren't you afraid of me?"

Yan Feng stepped aside and gave way.

He dodged the blade and continued picking at the meat.

He took out what he thought was the best piece from the freezer and threw it into Dan Cheng's hand with satisfaction. He urged: "Don't cut me, cut meat, keep holding this knife at me, how dangerous it is. "

He said, his eyes bright.

There was absolutely no fear in his eyes.

This can be regarded as an answer to Dan Cheng’s question just now.

But after a pause, Yan Feng suddenly thought of something. He quickly snatched the meat back from Dancheng's hand and said, "You just cut someone with that knife, so it's better not to use that knife. I'll find you a different knife and use something else to cut it."

So in the end, he has to be the one cutting the vegetables and cooking.

Dancheng understood.

But he doesn't hate it.

When Yan Feng brought him the kitchen knife, he put down his long knife and started cutting beef with the kitchen knife.

There are also squeamish little mice clamoring for carrots and tomatoes.

Dancheng's sword skills are very good.

You can see it when he chops people.

Therefore, he chopped meat very quickly and stir-fried vegetables quickly. He quickly stewed a pot of beef for Yan Feng.

Fortunately, there are pots, water and electricity in the supermarket, and the induction cooker is completely sufficient.

Dancheng also had a pot of rice.

I went to pick vegetables again, then prepared some green vegetables and brought them back, and started frying them too.

While he was doing these things, Yan Feng sat aside and watched obediently.

After several dishes were cooked and Dancheng brought the tables and chairs over and set them up, Yan Feng obediently ran to sit down on the chairs and served rice to Dancheng and himself.

The food was just as he remembered, and all tasted the way he liked to eat.

Sure enough, even if the fragments of the soul are scattered, the memory deep in the soul will still be preserved intact.

This is all the Lord God's love for him.

While Yan Feng was eating, he was secretly watching Dan Cheng's reaction.

Dancheng looked very elegant when eating.

The crazy aura on his body subsided, and the mask-like smile on his face was smoothed away. Paired with his suit, which was not messy at all, it gave him a more elegant look.

After taking a few bites, he put down his chopsticks and looked at Yan Feng: "Why are you staring at me?"

As he spoke, the smile on his face rose again.

The tiger's teeth are exposed.

There is still a bit of tomato juice left on top.

Like blood, a little creepy.

But if Yan Feng was afraid, it wouldn't be him. The expression on his face didn't change at all, it was still the same indifferent look. He said, "Because I like your face, I look at you. Is there any problem?"

"No problem," Dancheng replied with a smile: "But you should think about how you were going to answer the question I originally asked you."

Yan Feng didn't know why.

Dancheng gave him another piece of meat: "What method are you going to choose to die? This is the last meal, so I want you to eat well so that you don't starve down there. That would be pitiful."

He spoke of pity.

But that smiling look really showed no sympathy at all.

Yan Feng took a deep breath and struggled hard: "Didn't you say this time doesn't count?"

Dancheng tapped his fingers on the table: "I set the rules."

Yan Feng pouted: "Then I will be... killed."

Dancheng:?

He really couldn't figure out how to fill that suspicious pause in the middle.

Yan Feng laughed instead: "Choose C when filling in the blanks. Don't you understand such basic common sense?"