I am a dragon, not a worm

"It's nothing—" Jing Ben dragged his voice, "That's fine."

Jing Ben looked down at the guy who was fifteen years taller than him, huddled in his arms, hugged his waist and buried his head on his stomach, and stretched out his hands to rub the cut hair cut due to military training.

"Can you cook, I'm hungry."

"...Yes." What a shame.

"That's great." Jing Ben excitedly pulled Qing Liu up, "I want to eat meat."

"Okay." Qingliu sat up helplessly, "Where is the kitchen?"

"On the first floor, the food is in the refrigerator." Jing Ben dragged Qing Liu downstairs.

"Hey, slow down." Qingliu bent over and stuttered downstairs.

"That's it." Jing Ben pointed, "Let's go."

Qingliu went to open the refrigerator, and it was full of meat, all kinds of things, "This is too exaggerated."

"No way." Jing Ben leaned over to look at it, "I eat a lot, and this is the amount for four days."

It's only been four days... Qingliu looked at the refrigerator, his eyes twitched more and more, "No food?"

"Yes." Jing Ben pointed to the kitchen again, "There are vegetables in the small refrigerator over there."

"Don't tell me it's your worm's worth."

"How is it possible?" Jing Ben was speechless, "What are you thinking, I'm not the only one living here."

"That's right." Qingliu took out the ingredients she needed, "Then I'll cook."

"I want spicy food." Jing Ben reminded.

"Okay." Qingliu put down the ingredients, "That's right."

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Qingliu came over, held Jingben's waist with both hands, and measured it carefully.

"It's so thin." Qing flu sighed, counting while eating tofu, is this eight-pack abs?It's too foul.

Convex!Jing Ben slapped Qing Liu on the head with a knife, "Go cook your meal."

"Wow!" Qing Liu exclaimed exaggeratedly.

"It's too fake." Giving a contemptuous look, Jing Ben went to get some pasta to heat up.

Aggrieved, Qingliu went to cook.

As a houseworker, Jing Ben decided to watch TV.

Therefore, Qingliu will not be found peeping at herself through the gaps in the kitchen pattern, Qingliu just wants to make sure of one thing.

Jing Ben kicked off his slippers and lay down on the sofa.

Jingben, Qingliu turned back to cook and thought silently. It really is that the foot is not stable. Could it be kidney deficiency...

No, why am I so dirty, cooking and cooking.

As a dragon with only four fingers, Jingben doesn't know how to use his feet at all, especially the feet with soles and toes that are useless at all.

According to the past, there is nothing that will not be broken when one claw falls down, but no matter how powerful the dragon claw is, the toe is only three or four centimeters away!

After Qingliu served a few dishes, "Drip—"

When Jing Ben heard the voice and turned around, he saw Ole come back.

So fast...Jing Ben blinked, "Qingliu—Admiral Ole is back, cook a few more dishes."

Qingliu rushed out of the kitchen upon hearing the words, is this a matter of several dishes?Ah hello, "Hello, Admiral!"

Jing Ben saw Qingliu, who was still holding a kitchen knife and wearing an apron, marching solemnly there, and smiled unkindly, "Hahahaha, what are you doing with a kitchen knife? Assaulting the police?"

"No, it's not." Qingliu quickly put the kitchen knife on the table.

Ole sighed, my husband really said, "Don't be nervous, just call me Ole, I won't be an admiral when I get home."

"Oh, oh, okay." Having said that, Qing Liu still didn't dare to say that.

After all, the opponent is an admiral, and there is a s-level hero, so the success of the general election is also very high.

Jing Ben didn't bother to care about it, and didn't think about how the two worms would get along together in this situation, "Let's eat, let's eat."

"Then you guys eat first, I have a few more dishes to finish." Qingliu went down the slope.

Jingben didn't say anything about eating together. These few dishes are enough for one person to eat. If you don't continue to cook, the rest of the people will not be able to drink the northwest wind.

Ole watched Jing Ben sit and eat without any self-consciousness, and sighed again. He used to think that the difference between her husband and those pampered males must be his own illusion, "Let me help too."

"No need." Qingliu's limbs were stiff.

"Don't cook as he said." After all, it was the general, Ole ordered directly, ignoring Qingliu's uneasiness, "he is very picky eater."

"That's right!" Jing Ben protested.

"Well, no." Ole agreed.

Jing Ben nodded in satisfaction, that's right, my recipe is meat, what's wrong, it's not picky eaters, obviously those things are too unpalatable.

Ole turned around and took out the vegetables, "Go and watch TV."

Jingben was too embarrassed to eat alone, so he went back to the sofa.

Qingliu asked Ole in a low voice: "What does Jingben usually eat?"

"Eat everything." Ole washes the vegetables, "He eats the delicious ones, but usually he eats meat instead of vegetables."

Qingliu turned back and continued cooking, "Isn't the nutrition unbalanced? I don't think he likes to drink nutrient solution to adjust."

"He has a special constitution and needs a lot of protein to supplement his strength." Ole explained, "Let him eat a la carte because he is afraid that he will get angry, and eating only meat will make him greasy."

The general who is usually super serious discusses this feeling like a housekeeper, and Qingliu always feels that the insect design has collapsed.

Seeing Qingliu's reaction, Ole guessed what the other person was thinking, "I'm also a worm married to a worm. This aspect is the same as other worms, and it doesn't change anything just because I'm an admiral."

"I'm just not used to it." Qingliu felt embarrassed.

Thinking of her unreliable husband, Ole sighed again, "You'd better get used to it quickly, after all, you might have to live together in the future, right?"

"What, what?!" Qing Liu backed away with a blushing face, "How do you know, no, that, I mean!?"

"You like Jingben, don't you?" Ole asked calmly, not caring about Qingliu's reaction.

"Yes." Qing Liu finally calmed down, "I like him, but he doesn't seem to feel anything."

Ole was very satisfied that the other party calmed down so quickly, "It doesn't matter if I don't feel it, I didn't have a deep relationship with my husband before we were together." It was just a one-night stand.

"Huh? I thought you two..." The relationship is very good.

"Husband bug is fine." Ole smiled gently, "I'm very lucky." I can meet him.

It seems to be digressing, "Jingben, he has no plans to marry a bug?"

"No, how could he wrong himself, and besides, he doesn't even know how to do basic housework, so who would marry him?"

"That's right." Qingliu thinks about it, it seems that there are very few rivals in love (not).

"As far as I'm a worm, I hope he finds someone who can take good care of him."

Jing Ben, who was still watching TV, didn't know that the worms in it had already bought him. Jing Ben only cared about his food, "Is it still okay?" Why is it so slow when there is one more person to help.

"Immediately." Qingliu shouted, then moved aside to cook for Ole, and went to get the steamed meat that was covered in the pot before.

Ole stir-fries the vegetables with a few fires and presents them.

Jing Ben had already taken the bowls and chopsticks and sat on the table waiting. Next to him were some noodles that had been warmed up before, so he only knew how to heat up dishes.

"How is it?" Qingliu put down all the dishes and asked.

Jingben expressed it with actions, directly took off the mask and started eating.

Qingliu was attracted by that face, he thought he probably understood why Jingben didn't take off the mask.

Ole sighed again and helped Jingben pick up vegetables.

The author has something to say:

Jingben generally uses it when speaking, people

Use other words, bug

I'm still struggling to attend classes, we don't have a holiday until 28th (no classes on 28th) for five days (T_T)