The irritable Demon Lord abducted the queen of Zerg

Yan Chong who was outside the room did not know what strange things happened in the small room, and what scenes he couldn't bear to look at.

He was all about farming.

As soon as it was dawn this morning, he went to Jian Mingzhou to borrow farm tools, water bags, salt and other daily necessities. He also carried the two big buckets of water all the way back.

I don't think it's hard work, but when I think that I will have to eat potatoes for every meal in the future, at least half a month, I feel that life is not good.

But he can't help but dislike it, this ghost planet only has this kind of staple food.

In other words, the low-level insects on these planets can only obtain this kind of staple food.

Yan Chong also learned from Jian Mingzhou that there are roughly three types of people living on Juchen, one is laborers who exchange crops for daily necessities, the other is the dog legs who work for Hawkeye, and the last is Is the core member of Hawkeye.

He originally thought that "Eagle Eye" was the code name of a star bandit, but it turned out to be the name of the organization.The current boss of "Hawkeye" is called Tuka, a sinister character with a beard and a beard.

Jian Mingzhou warned Yan Chong that it is best to make preparations early, not to confront the eagle-eyed people head-on, and grow some potatoes, which can not only wrap the stomach, but also hand it over to the Hawk-eye organization in exchange for a short-term peace.

In this way, Jian Mingzhou and the others are not much different from serfs exploited by landlords.

As for Yan Chong, he was on his way to becoming a serf.

serf?

"Heh." Yan Chong raised the corners of his lips and smiled indifferently.

Whatever his intentions, planting the cut potatoes was the most important thing right now.

The place Yan Chong chose to farm is on the south side of the space station, where there is a naturally formed slope that can shelter from wind and sand, and there is plenty of sunlight without being too exposed.

He first plowed the soil with a hoe, and then buried the potato pieces in the soil one by one. He did it decently, not at all like a first-time farmer.

However, this is not the first time Yan Chong has been farming.No one knew that the dignified Lord of Wuya Palace was a child of an ordinary peasant family in the past.

As time passed, it was already a memory of the previous life.However, he did nothing unfamiliar, and like those exercises, they were all deeply engraved in his body's memory.

An hour later, Yan Chong planted half a bag of potato cubes, watered them carefully, and then returned to the shaded place in front of the space station to rest temporarily.

The sun hangs high on the top, like a big and big fireball, the light is extremely scorching.Even though Yan Chong was sitting in the shade under the eaves, he still felt hot.

Straightening his back, he squinted at the high sun, not knowing when it would rain.

It is impossible for him to go to Jianmingzhou to fetch water every time, one is inconvenient, and the other is that the well can't satisfy the irrigation of the two lands.

Generally speaking, the space station will have water storage equipment. Thinking of this, Yan Chong's eyes lit up and he stood up.He decided to check first to see if it was what he expected.

First, he is going to find tools for inspection inside the space station.

Yan Chong walked into the space station, and if he went to look for tools inside, he would naturally need to pass by the room that Wen Moer was ordered to clean.The door was ajar, and it was impossible to see the situation inside at a glance. He glanced at it casually, and had no intention of going in to check.

He is not interested in supervising others to do things. If they don't do well, they just have to redo them at that time.

But for some reason, he had already gone far away, and was about to reach the end of the aisle, but came back in a strange way.

Standing in front of the door, hesitating, was about to push the door open.

The door was suddenly pulled open from the inside.

In an instant, the two people inside and outside the door were startled.Wen Moer was even more frightened, his face turned pale at first, and then turned red visibly to the naked eye.

Corresponding to his blushing were his hands and feet that had no place to rest, his fingers were pinching the corners of his clothes and rubbing them back and forth, his eyes were surprised and dodged, showing a feeling of guilt.

Yan Chong looked at him suspiciously, then said, "Aren't you lazy?"

Based on his understanding of these so-called nobles, laziness is really possible.Thinking about it, he glanced behind Wen Moer, but he didn't expect the slap in the face to come so quickly.

The room was cleaned quite cleanly, at least much better than he expected.

Seeing that the blush on Wen Moer's face hadn't faded, and he stood obediently without speaking, Yan Chong rarely felt concerned about his subordinates, and asked, "Why is your face so red?"

While asking, he leaned over and touched Wen Moer's forehead: "Are you sick?" The tone was a gentle concern that he himself did not realize.

Wen Moer was in a daze when Yan Chong appeared, his head was full of his naked upper body a few minutes ago.

Because there was too much dust on the floor, he was worried about staining his light-colored shiny clothes, so Wen Moer took off his shirt and wiped the floor.

If Yan Chong had come and opened the door 2 minutes earlier, he would have seen Wen Moer's slightly thinner back and narrow waist...

The beautiful subfemale's body will always excite the male's blood.

Most of the time the male is excited and will always do something.Wen Moer imagined such a scene, and quickly shook his head, not daring to think about it any more.

"Don't move!" Yan Chong pressed Wen Moer's forehead, he was testing the temperature.When Wen Moer heard this, his hands and feet froze, and he didn't dare to move anymore.

Yan Chong touched Wen Moer's forehead, and then his own. After a while, he said in confusion, "Eh...you don't have a fever..."

At this moment, the slanting sunlight shone on the two of them. From a distance, it gave people the illusion of cuddling each other.

Their bodies were close to each other, and the heat on Wen Moer's face receded a little, but at the same time feeling the oppressive feeling from Yan Chong's tall body, he jumped up a little.

Due to the powerful hormonal charm of the male, Wen Moer shamelessly wanted to get closer. It would be wonderful if he could lean on this warm and firm chest!

Regrettably, his beautiful fantasy did not last for too long, so he heard Yan Chong, a big boss, said in a bewildered manner: "It's good if you're not sick. If you're sick, there's no medicine for you!"

No food, let alone medicine.

This is the truth, but it is too direct and ruthless. Winmer curled his lips and nodded in disappointment: "Oh."

Seeing his gloomy expression, Yan Chong seemed to realize that his tone was a little heavy, moved his lips, and wanted to say something, but couldn't.

He can beat people, but he has never done anything like comfort.

Besides, don't you just talk about it?Why are you so squeamish.

The two were immersed in their own thoughts, and neither planned to speak anymore, or didn't know what to say.

However, they didn't seem to realize that their bodies were still so close, and they could hug each other as long as they stretched out their hands lightly.

"I still have things to do." Yan Chong really couldn't bear this headache atmosphere, left this sentence, and left without looking back.

When he was far away and there was no figure who seemed to be running away, Wen Moer slowly raised his head, his blue eyes with soft and bright brilliance, looking at the direction where Yan Chong left.

Slowly, under the pulsating sun and broken shadows, a sweet smile bloomed quietly.

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In the evening, when the setting sun meets the stardust.

Yan Chong was done with his work.

After a preliminary inspection of the space station, he found that there was indeed a water storage device, located on top of the house.

But the main system of the water storage device was broken, and he needed to find some handy tools and replaceable materials.

Right now he doesn't have any of these two things, and it's getting late, so it's inconvenient to continue checking, so he went down from the roof to the ground.

With a relaxed mind, Yan Chong felt hungry, but when he thought of the same three meals of potatoes in the morning, noon and evening, he suddenly lost his appetite.

But no matter how disgusting it is, food must be eaten.

After he came down from the roof, he planned to cook, but unexpectedly, he just walked a few steps, but he smelled a familiar smell: the smell of cooked potatoes.

Immediately afterwards, Wen Moer appeared in front of his eyes with two bowls of steaming potatoes.

Yan Chong's eyes were fixed, he was very surprised.

He ordered to clean the room, no matter what the result is, at least he has some mental preparations, but now, he really didn't expect Wen Moer to take the initiative to cook.

Of course, cooking something isn't cooking, but he was amazed nonetheless.

Feeling Yan Chong's staring gaze, Wen Moer's movements were a little awkward, and he handed the bowl forward embarrassedly: "At noon, I saw that you cooked it... Later, seeing that you didn't come down for a long time, I made up my own mind ..."

As a royal family, he had maids to take care of his life when he was at home, and indeed he never went to the kitchen.But it doesn't mean that he hasn't seen it, and it doesn't mean that he is a fool who can't even learn this life skill.

I have to say that it was Yan Chong who put on colored glasses.

Yan Chong was not a person who didn't know what to do, so he quickly recovered and took the bowl: "Thank you."

The mood is a little delicate.

Winmer shook his head, said no thanks, and walked away with his share of potatoes.

Due to the shameful incident at noon, he couldn't face Yan Chong for the time being, but he didn't want to be too far away from Yan Chong, so he sat on the steps seven or eight meters behind.

Yan Chong sat on the spot, took a bite of the potato, and couldn't help but look back at Wen Moer.

Since this person appeared just now, he felt something was wrong.

From noon to now, this person is as well-behaved as a different person, and he doesn't talk much.Before, he was like a bee and was very noisy. Could it be that his original personality was like this?

Oh, how is it possible?

Yan Chong thought about it for a long time, until the whole bowl of potatoes was eaten, he still didn't understand what happened to this man.

After a very humble dinner, the stars have quietly filled the night sky, and the air has become much cooler.

Wen Moer rested his chin on his hands, admiring the gorgeous starry sky rarely seen in the city, his mind wandered slowly, and a rare sense of peace filled his heart.

Suddenly, a figure blocked his entire vision.

Yan Chong didn't know why he was going crazy, why he came here disobediently, and what he said next was also uncontrollable.

He said: "I'm going back to the flying ship tomorrow, will you... come with me?"

Judging by the hesitant and tentative tone, it seemed as if he was afraid that the other party would not agree.

The stars are all behind him, shining brightly against the light.

Wen Moer couldn't see his expression clearly, but he heard a little nervousness in his voice, nervous?It must be an illusion, he shook his head.

Seeing him shaking his head, Yan Chong thought he was unwilling, and immediately said sternly: "Come with me tomorrow! One more person can help."

This time he used a commanding tone.

Without even thinking about it, Wen Moer replied, "Okay!"

Compared with being awkward and meek, such an overbearing and unreasonable way of getting along is more suitable for these two people.

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The author has something to say:

Wen Moer looked up at the starry sky at 45°: "He is so fierce, yet so gentle..."

Yan Chong: "?"