The irritable Demon Lord abducted the queen of Zerg

After the episode of drinking water, Jian Mingzhou kindly told Yan and Chong that there was an abandoned small ground space station not far away, where they could live temporarily.

Therefore, Yan Chong and Wen Moer prepared to settle in the space station on the first night on Juchen.

It was night when we arrived at the space station.

The gray-white space station sits quietly on the yellow sand, with a stretch of sand dunes behind it, which can protect against the wind.

However, due to the long time of abandonment, one-third of the walls of the space station were still buried by years of wind and sand.

It is indeed not a good place, but Yan Chong has no choice.

Why not go back to the flying ship?

It's more comfortable to live there than here, but it's too unsafe.

For this resource-poor planet, the fallen luxury airship is a piece of fat.

Regardless of whether the two males that Yan Chong met today are still there or not, and no matter how good his skills are, the safest way is to avoid those people and find another place.

Too many things happened that day, Yan Chong and Wen Moer were very tired.

Yan Chong was not in the mood to care about Wen Moer, walked into the space station and looked casually, and finally chose to sit down by the window eaves of the first passage through the door.

Sitting on his knees, he closed his eyes and raised his spirits.

But he was not idle, and he couldn't help thinking, after all, this His Highness is a pampered royal family, and he would definitely not want to sleep in such a simple place.

Maybe there will be a shout soon.

Yan Chong's eyelids moved slightly, and he waited for a long while, but he didn't wait for Wen Moer's exclamation.

There were only some rustling, like the sound of wiping something.

He raised his eyelids and saw that, as expected, Wen Moer was taking out a tissue or something from his backpack to wipe the floor, and he sat down after wiping it clean.

As for the location, it was just across from Yan Chong.

Yan Chong quickly closed his eyes the moment Wen Moer sat down and looked over.

Seeing the action of His Highness reaching out his hand, it seemed that he wanted to take something for himself, Yan Chong closed his eyes and thought, it seemed to be a wet wipe for wiping his face.

Parasols, wet wipes...lollipops, he never knew what strange things might be in that shiny purple backpack.

Everything doesn't match his aura, so he doesn't need it!

Wen Moer looked at Yan Chong, who had his eyes closed, hesitated for a moment, and decided not to disturb him, so he wiped his face and hands with a wet towel, and there was a light fragrance of roses in the air.

Cute female insects must be clean and fragrant!

Wen Moer sat for a while, intending to imitate Yan Chong's sitting posture to sleep, but he felt uncomfortable anyway. Later, he made a pillow out of a backpack and lay on his side, which made him feel more comfortable.

Lying like this, he could just see Yan Chong with his eyes closed.

The resolute and handsome face was outlined by the moonlight behind him in a different way, more mysterious, but softer than the daytime feeling.

Not long after Wen Moer admired it quietly, his eyelids began to twitch, and he fell asleep at some point.

In the silence, the moonlight poured down the ground, and Wen Moer's breath became lingering, and he seemed to be asleep.

At this time, Yan Chong suddenly opened his eyes, the pupils were clear, but he was not sleepy.

He stared at Wen Moer, his eyes were as cold as moonlight, deep, and with a little indistinct emotion...

In the early morning of the next day, the cool moonlight turned into bright sunlight, and the land was covered with heat.

Wen Moer was woken up by the heat, opened his eyes in a daze, turned his head to look, and sat up in surprise.

What about people? !

He got up quickly, without any sleepiness, and with his hair messier than yesterday, he ran out of the space station in a few steps.

After taking a closer look, he breathed a sigh of relief.Fortunately, people are still there!

He thought he was abandoned, after all, this person's dislike for him was so obvious.

Thinking so, Wen Moer straightened his hair, patted the dust off his body, and slowly approached Yan Chong who was bending over with his back to him.

"Brother Chong, what are you doing?" This brother's voice was so fluent.

Yan Chong's shoulders froze unnaturally, and the things in his hands fell to the ground in shock, rolled several times, and rolled to Wen Moer's feet.

Wen Moer bent down, and took a closer look at the lump stained with yellow ash in his hand. The shape was somewhat familiar...

By the way, it's potatoes!

He suddenly remembered what Jian Mingzhou said yesterday, these potatoes were their rations for half a month.

So, what is his brother Chong doing?

In a squatting position, Wen Moer moved in front of Yan Chong, and continued to ask: "What are you cutting them for? Do you want to eat them?"

He thought to himself, if it is eaten, it would be too dirty to cut it on the ground.

After such a short period of time, Yan Chong's inner speechlessness has taken over from wave to wave.

To think that the majestic Lord of the Wuya Palace has been reduced to the point of cutting potatoes and farming.Although it is for survival, I always feel that this scene is a bit funny.

In particular, there is a troubled boy who pops out from time to time in front of him, which is very annoying.

Yan Chong was in a delicate mood and was too lazy to explain, so he raised his eyes and looked at Wen Moer, then pointed to the bucket by the door, and said, "Wash your face, and then clean the room closest to the door, where we sleep at night .”

"What?" Wen Moer was startled, "We... sleep..."

sleep together? !

Yan Chong didn't know how outrageous what Wen Moer was thinking, he might have gotten used to it, and said coldly, "If you want to sleep in a dusty aisle, I have no objection."

Of course not!

Wen Moer nodded, and replied loudly: "I'll go right away!"

"...It's obedient." Yan Chong's expression softened, and he turned around and said: "The water for washing the face is poured into another bucket to wipe the floor... there is a water bag by the door, and the water in it can be drunk , the one with a lighter color is yours, don't use it wrong..."

After he finished speaking, he felt like an old nanny with a child.

After thinking about it, it is also necessary to take proper care of his subordinates, and let him work for him.

When Yan Chong said the word "we" in front of Jian Mingzhou yesterday, he had already identified Wen Moer as someone on his side in his heart.

He works for me, I take care of his food and drink, very good!

Yan Chong thought so.

On the other side, after washing his face, Wen Moer was clean and energetic, and his delicate face was even more lovely.

He went to the door, intending to take a drink of water to moisten his throat, and saw that there was not only a water bag, but also two boiled potatoes, placed in a clay bowl he found from no one knew where.

In an instant, he pursed his mouth, almost crying.

Holding two potatoes with the heat of the sun, tilting his head and looking at Yan Chong's back outside, he was so moved.

Until Yan Chong turned his head and shouted: "What are you dawdling about? Hurry up and go to work!"

Wen Moer shook his body just now, and finally came out of the hallucination of "Brother Chong is so kind", nodded quickly: "Oh."

Then he quickly filled his stomach, got up neatly, and walked to the room Yan Chong confessed to.

The door was wide open, and there was nothing inside. The naked eye could see a thick layer of dust on the floor, and there were several traces of objects being dragged.

Wen Moer thought about the sundries piled up in the corner that he saw just now when he was washing, and probably moved them out from here.

Look at the side of the room with a south-facing window, so that it will not be too hot in the afternoon.

Judging from the current situation, instead of finding a serious bedroom inside the space station, it would be more appropriate to live here temporarily.

What's more, there is so much dust outside, the inside may be messy and dirty, and they don't have water to clean it.

Wen Moer felt that what he thought was very reasonable, and at the same time, he had a little more admiration for the thoughtful brother Chong.

Moreover, from Yan Chong's words just now, Wen Moer also deeply realized the preciousness of water.

But since water is so precious, how do you clean it?

Standing in the dusty room, Wen Moer rubbed his chin in thought, looked at the black ash on the ground for a while, looked at the water in the bucket for a while, and then looked down at his barely clean clothes.

Finally, he glanced at Yan Chong outside the room, and made a somewhat absurd decision.