In a harmonious atmosphere, Jiang Qiuqiu said goodbye to everyone, and agreed to continue the live broadcast this Sunday.
You know it's only Wednesday! If it’s still available on Sunday, wouldn’t it be possible to eat it again in four days!
I really hope that the Federal Daxu will have a holiday every day!
Of course, this is impossible.
Jiang Qiuqiu turned off the camera robot. At this time, the robot butler had almost cleaned up the place.
When under the camera, Jiang Qiuqiu didn't feel uncomfortable when she cheered up, but as soon as she relaxed, the high-intensity mental tension for five consecutive hours made her slightly dizzy.
She swayed a bit, and Mo Si had already quickly walked to her side at this time, and supported her.
With support, Jiang Qiuqiu softened even more.
Her voice was soft and soft: "I'm a little tired."
"So don't live broadcast for so long next time." Mo Si pinched her side face.
"It's been a month since I left this time, and everyone is waiting. It can't be over casually." Jiang Qiuqiu still insisted on the principle, "Wait for the next time, let the time be longer next time."
After she finished speaking, a cooing sound suddenly sounded.
…
This voice is indeed a little embarrassing for a lady.
Mo Si looked at Jiang Qiuqiu, "Qiuqiu, are you hungry?"
"A little bit."
As she said, she got up and was about to serve the dishes, but Mo Si grabbed her wrist, "You've worked hard, let me do it."
After finishing speaking, before Jiang Qiuqiu could react, she found herself suddenly vacated.
Jiang Qiuqiu:
The center of gravity suddenly sank, and Mo Si actually picked her up.
She nestled in his arms, looking at the man's face, he walked very steadily, as if there was no weight in his hands.
While thinking about it, she was already placed on a chair in the dining room.
As soon as she sat down, Mo Si went to the kitchen to serve the dishes without saying a word.
Opening the incubator, he asked Jiang Qiuqiu, "Qiuqiu, what do you want to eat?"
"Take whatever you want, see what you want to eat, I can do it."
There are indeed many varieties in it. Mosi himself took a few that Jiang Qiuqiu often made, brought them to the living room several times, and then took out a bottle of wine in the refrigerator.
Looks like a great dinner.
The two began to eat together, and the purpose of eating was to replenish energy. The body metabolism of the mecha soldier was very fast, so both of them ate a lot.
People gradually became full, and they would definitely not be able to sleep if they were so full, so the two of them decided to go for a walk outside.
The starry sky wandering at night is unique—
Two people pass by some woods, some paths, some pavilions, some small buildings, and they will have the following conversation.
"Did someone stand guard there just now?" Jiang Qiuqiu was curious.
Mo Si hummed: "Just now."
"That's why there are so few street lights here."
"No, it's because there are fewer people coming here recently, so the lights are turned on less. After a month or two, there will be more lights."
What kind of strange law is this
Jiang Qiuqiu clasped his slightly cool fingers, "Why?"
"Because... most of the people living here are retired generals."
Those who can go to this position are basically from military families. They usually fish here, retire, chat and drink tea with their colleagues.
But in February, they will basically not live here, and go back home for a while.
because-
"At the end of February, these soldiers will go to Polar Star."
"The Zerg has become active."
The day of year after year of struggle is coming again.
The younger generations are about to go to the battlefield of life and death. Although there are high-end technology and mechs, the death rate of soldiers has been greatly reduced.
But the small chance does not mean that there is no danger.
No one knows whether departure is a farewell.
So, everyone will go back and have a look.
One is that it is auspicious, after all, he is a person who retired safely and left the battlefield with all his merits.
Second, I am afraid of leaving regrets.
This topic is quite heavy, but what is even more serious is—
Moses is going too.
Jiang Qiuqiu tightened his grip on his hand.