Star Dome Railway: Hand-made strange objects forcibly marry Black Tower

After leaving school, Lu Huai hurriedly walked home.

It was almost time for get out of class to end just now, and Heita probably went home first.

Xiang Changgeng and others found out the whole story, and after understanding it, Lu Huai was really dumbfounded.

Now he could only pray that Heita had really returned home, instead of running away to some inexplicable place out of anger.

When Lu Huai was approaching the door of his house, he suddenly saw a puff of black smoke coming out of the small bungalow where they lived.

Hey, look, just say that she must have gone home. Smoke coming from the house means there must be someone...

and many more……

Why is the room smoking? !

Lu Huai was shocked and quickly opened the door.

And the moment he opened the door, a burst of explosion sound suddenly came, which seemed to be vaguely mixed with the unique scream of a girl.

"Black Tower?" Lu Huai opened the door and quickly rushed to the place where the explosion came from.

"What are you doing..."

"What?"

Looking into the kitchen, I saw Heita squatting in the corner holding his head, and the pot on the stove was jumping and dancing with demons.

"What's going on? What are you doing?"

Lu Huai stepped forward and stretched out his hand to help Heita up.

Heita was still a little timid at the moment, as if she was frightened by the inexplicable explosion just now, but when she looked up at Lu Huai.

Lu Huai was silent for a moment, and then...

He couldn't help but laugh.

Heita's originally fair and beautiful face was now as black as if it was stained with soot.

"Why are you laughing?" Heita didn't react for a moment until she turned her head and saw her reflection on the window.

Black Tower: "..."

She flew up and kicked Lu Huai directly in the leg!

"Don't laugh!" Heita was really anxious now.

"Don't laugh, don't laugh." Lu Huai waved his hand and forced to hold back his smile, "Let's go, wash your face first."

Heita was filled with resentment, but Lu Huai didn't care at all.

In this situation, he couldn't see Heita's face clearly.

Taking Heita to the bathroom, Lu Huai helped Heita wash his face and asked, "What are you doing?"

Heita was silent for a long time and said reluctantly: "I'm... cooking..."

Cook?

Lu Huai's eyes widened.

Think about the explosion just now, and then think about the jumping pot.

Are you sure you're not alchemy?

"Why did you suddenly think of cooking today?" Lu Huai asked.

Heita didn't speak.

Lu Huai also wisely did not ask again, but changed the question: "What are you doing?"

"……Pumpkin porridge."

Oh~pumpkin porridge.

I thought it was a corn cannon.

After cleaning Heita, Lu Huai came to the kitchen again. After extinguishing the fire, the pot finally stopped.

After opening the lid of the pot, Lu Huai fell silent.

"Where's the pumpkin porridge?"

"In the pot, are you blind?" Heita snorted angrily.

Looking at the half-black and half-yellow unknown object in the pot, Lu Huai looked confused.

"What are these green bits inside?"

"Cucumber."

Lu Huai was shocked when he heard Heita's answer.

"Who taught you how to put cucumber in pumpkin porridge?"

"I like it myself, can't I?" Heita was very unconvinced.

Lu Huai didn't say anything more, scooped up a spoonful and smelled it.

Hmm...it's a bit mushy, but other than that everything seems fine?

After filling a bowl, Lu Huai took a bite.

"...Are you sure you put cucumbers?"

"Of course, how could this be wrong?" Heita said, grabbing the spoon and filling a bowl himself, and then took a bite.

Before he could swallow the porridge in his mouth, Heita trembled all over.

His little face wrinkled into a bitter melon.

"What you put in here is obviously bitter melon, right?"

Seeing Heita's 'painful' look, Lu Huai sighed, took her bowl, and poured the porridge inside into his own bowl.

"You should go out first. There is too much smoke in here. I will open the window to disperse."

After tasting the pain, Heita was too embarrassed to say anything this time and turned around and left the kitchen without saying a word.

After a while, Lu Huai cooked the meal again, took it out and placed it on the dining table in the living room.

The yellow pumpkin porridge was steaming in front of him, and the sweet smell lingered on the tip of his nose. Heita carefully raised his head and glanced at Lu Huai's bowl.

"Then... can that thing be eaten?" Heita asked softly.

It seems to be really eye-catching at the moment.

"This? It's nothing." Lu Huai sneered.

What additives has he not taken? This thing just makes your diaphragm a little smaller when you put it in your mouth, but it won't kill anyone.

"Why are you thinking about cooking?" Lu Huai asked again.

Heita was stirring the pumpkin porridge in front of her. She glanced at Lu Huai and then looked away.

"It's nothing. You usually do it. Today it's just a whim."

Hearing this, Lu Huai said 'hmm' without making any comment.

There was silence between the two for a long time, and Heita suddenly said: "Do I have a bad temper?"

Lu Huai, who was struggling with the precious thing in his mouth, was stunned for a moment. He put down the bowl, and Heita was lowering his head, picking at the porridge in the bowl.

"It's nothing." Lu Huai shrugged, "I'm used to it anyway."

No, I have been used to it since I was young.

"What does it mean to be used to it!" Heita looked up at Lu Huai, but when their eyes met, she subconsciously turned her head away.

"That is to say, it's good for you to be like this, and didn't you say so yourself? Can a genius be called a genius if he is not arrogant?"

Lu Huai said nonchalantly, "You are fine no matter what you are. I like you no matter what you look like."

The next words made Heita, who was drinking porridge, freeze in his hands, and then...

Choked.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

The spoon fell into the bowl, and Heita coughed and almost shed tears.

When Lu Huai was about to get up and come over, Heita coughed and stretched out his hand: "Don't... cough, don't come over!"

After finally calming down, Heita's face turned red from coughing. She glared at Lu Huai and gasped: "I, I knew you were indeed a pervert! It's too dangerous to live with you!"

"You know this isn't the first day, isn't it still like this?" Lu Huai waved his hand nonchalantly.

He was also used to Heita calling him a pervert.

Because after all, who except a pervert would say such a thing to a ten-year-old girl?

Heita looked at Lu Huai with a complicated expression, and asked after a long time: "You just said you were used to it, is it true?"

"What's the point of lying to you? Will the contents in the bowl become normal?"

Lu Huai's serious look made Heita angry to death!

After striking the table, Heita stood by the table and said in a stern voice: "Then you should quickly put away the tableware later, and then come to the study to do calculations. Don't waste time!"

After finishing speaking, Heita glared at Lu Huai fiercely, turned around and walked towards the study.

Lu Huai sat on the chair with a bowl and watched Heita close the study door with a bang.

His face change is faster than Ultraman's transformation.

What can be done about this? Can you leave the matter of spoiling her to others?

nonexistent.

At this moment, the door to the study room was opened, and Heita stuck his head out and said expressionlessly: "Grandma called just now and said she would come over this week."

"this week?"

Before Lu Huai had time to ask, the door was closed again.

Will Mrs. Xion come over?

its not right.

Shouldn't it be the two of them who go back?

Could it be that you are here to examine your lifestyle issues?

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WPS exploded, saved manuscripts are gone, I’m so angry?????