MTL - Offered Into Marriage-Chapter 161 Continued (1)

Continued (a) Hotpot

It was noon when we came out of the aquarium.

Abel left with Ya Qing's body, and Yang Yang did not keep up-because there was no plan to disclose Ya Qing's news, now their live broadcast will also continue.

Now their little bee cameras are still “failed” and disconnected, and their turn-on time is up to them.

Seeing the disappearance of the aircraft in the air, Yang Yang looked back and looked at Archibald next to him.

Archibald's expression was quiet, and he could not see the expression of grief, but the light in those eyes dimmed Yang Yang distressedly.

"Let's go."

Yang Yang reached out and pulled up Archibald and smiled. "Julia said that he has prepared a small base for us near here. Let's take a nap first."

Archibald looked at Yang Yang and nodded silently.

Monta naturally did not have an opinion-his relationship with Yaqing was not close, and because of his personality, he did not like Yaqing since he was a child, but he knew that Yaqibo De respect Yaqing.

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The base given to them by the military was on top of a low-rise building next to the huge Ferris wheel in the amusement city.

This three-story small building has been reinforced and has a wide area on the top. Two marching tents have been set up, and a small aircraft.

Yang Yang's advanced tent looked around, then put the ground floor inside into the storage space, then took out a bed directly from the storage surface, and filled the entire tent.

There are bedding and pillows on the bed, and even puff toys.

Monta: "........."

Archibald: "........."

The sorrow that Archibald had accumulated in the bottom of his heart was disturbed by the operation of Yang Yang, and his face finally showed a vivid expression.

Archibald couldn't help but look at Yang Yang helplessly: "How come you even prepared the bed?"

Yang Yang was righteous: "This is not necessary."

Archibald: "........."

This sounds familiar.

Yang Yang smiled again and pulled Archibald into the tent: "You lie down for a while, I'll get lunch."

Talking, Yang Yang also picked off the puffs on his chest-the puffs were already asleep, probably because of the posture, the saliva wetted the sides of the helmet, and a circle of caramel-colored hair was sticking around Come together.

Yang Yang did not dislike him, carefully wiped it with a towel, and put the puff in Archibald's arms.

"Let the puffs accompany you, you both obediently."

Archibald knew that Yang Yang wanted to give himself an independent space to adjust his emotions. He lowered his eyes and looked at the sleeping little six-kind little guy in his arms, and smiled slightly: "Okay."

Yang Yang watched Archibald lie down on the bed obediently, and was relieved.

After Yang Yang smiled at Archibald, he lowered the curtain of the tent, walked to the awning on the other side, and took out his mobile kitchen.

Monta followed and ordered: "I want to eat the rice bowl you made in the shop. It has a lot of meat and a thick soup."

Yang Yang said, "Don't eat that today."

Monta: "What shall I eat?"

Yang Yang: "Hot Pot."

Monta hadn't heard it, and her brain filled the hot pot with a blank look: "What the hell?"

Yang Yang: "You'll know in a while.-Is there a water source nearby? All I store is drinking water, so you can get some water to wash the dishes."

Monta refused: "then use drinking water, run out and let the military replenish it."

Yang Yang thought about it too, and then reached out and handed a basket of vegetables to Monta: "Then you wash the vegetables."

Monta glanced down at the slender, leafy vegetables in the basket, and remained silent for two seconds, then turned without hesitation and ran downstairs, yelling while running: "I'm going to fetch water."

When the words landed, people had disappeared from the top of the building.

Yang Yang: "..."

Yang Yang rolled his eyes and continued to work.

...

After more than an hour, two pots have been set up on the kitchen stove, one pot is boiled with red hot pot bottoms, and the other is boiled with animal bone thick soup.

A folding long table has been set up outside the awning, and there are already two large plated meat slices, as well as steaks, prepared offal, fried meat strips, fresh fish **** and meat balls, and Many vegetables.

Yang Yang was processing a pot of live shrimps by the sink and ticked the shrimp line one by one.

When Archibald came out, he first smelled the rich aroma of the hot pot, and then was shocked by the variety of dishes in front of him.

Yang Yang heard the movement and turned around, and saw Archie Bird standing at the table with a puff in a daze, and smiled, "Rest off?"

Archibald looked back and nodded: "Well.-What is this?"

Yang Yang: "I will eat hot pot for a while, my favorite thing in my life, you will definitely like it."

Archibald smiled, "OK.-By the way, do you have my spare clothes there? Get me a set."

Because he didn't know the strength of the Dragon Soul Beast, Archibald was fully prepared. His storage chip was full of various weapons and necessary dry food, as well as first aid kits. There were no other daily necessities.

"Yes."

Yang Yang wiped her hands and asked, "Want to take a bath? Monta said the water is a little far away."

Archibald shook his head, then moved the puffs around his chest, revealing a large wet mark on his chest.

Archibald: "The puff is peeing."

Yang Yang: "... Well."

Puffs pretending to be dead by holding Archibald's arm, "..."

Little dad lied to paper!

What about the secret? Before the big dad asked, you said it! Don't I lose face! !!

The puff hummed, raised his forelegs and patted Archibald's palm, protesting solemnly: "Huh!"

I'm angry!

Archibald seemed to remember the agreement with the puff, "Ah", and then changed to Yang Yang: "No, it's my saliva."

The puff retracted his paws with satisfaction, turned his head and rushed to Yang Yang to explain: "Huh! Huh!"

Yes, it's the little dad's own saliva! It ’s not me!

Yang Yang: "..."

Then your little dad ’s secretory glands are a bit powerful.

Yang Yang pursed his lips, "This way, I will give my little dad more soup and add more water."

Puff: "Hmm!"

Archibald: "........."

Archibald glanced at Yang Yang helplessly-don't bother.

Yang Yang grinned, then took out a set of clothes from the storage chip, took out a towel and a sonic cleaner and gave it to Archibald, and hugged the puff.

"You can change it and wait for Monta to come back for dinner."

Archibald nodded, turned around and returned to the tent.

After Archibald left, Yang Yang looked down at the puffs in her arms.

The puff thought he had been confused, but was still a little cautious, so he squatted quietly in Yang Yang's arms.

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Yang Yang laughed, pulled up the little front legs of the puff, looked at the hair under his stomach, and it really got wet.

Yang Yang exaggeratedly said, "Ah, the puff's hair is also moistened by the little dad's saliva. Dad, can you wipe it?"

The puff twisted shyly, exposing a wet hair on his hind legs, "Um."

...

After Yang Yang took care of the puffs, Archibald changed his clothes and came out.

Yang Yang shoved the puff back into Archibald's arms, washed his hands, and proceeded to deal with the final shrimp and shells. He said to Archibald: "Ask when Monta will come back, Ready to start. "

Archibald: "OK."

As soon as Archibald's words fell, footsteps sounded on the external iron stairs.

Monta apparently ran back with some sweat on her forehead.

When he went upstairs to see Archibald, he nodded, and realized that there was no depression on Archibald's face, and Monta's face immediately burst into a bright smile.

"It's exhausting me."

Monta walked to the mobile kitchen and took out a large sealed barrel from the storage chip. The barrel was also sprayed with the logo of the military ammunition depot.

Yang Yang glanced at him and said, "Where did you get the bucket?"

Monta went to another pool and washed her hands, saying, "I have all the weapons in my storage chip. I ran back to the military supply point and emptied it. I found another bucket to get the water."

Yang Yang wondered: "You've all gone to the supply point, why don't you get water directly from there?"

Monta froze, then patted the pool: "Yeah!"

Yang Yang: "..."

Yang Yang: "Let's eat."

...

The bottom of Yangyang's pot is shabu-shabu, which can give the puff some light things to try.

After Yang Yang taught them to make the dipping sauce and explained how to eat, Monta couldn't wait to pour a pile of meat slices, steaks, and meatballs into it.

Thanks to Yang Yang's consideration of the double form of Leicester's appetite, both the amount of ingredients and the size of the pot are well prepared, otherwise the posture of Monta may not be enough for him to eat alone.

Yang Yang stopped Monta's hand to continue the dishes, rolled up his sleeves and said, "Eat while cooking, some things can be eaten for a few seconds."

Talking to the puff's clear soup, there was something that the cubs could eat.

Monta stopped, staring eagerly at the pan that had returned to peace because of the food.

About ten minutes, the soup base finally boiled again.

The thick red soup boils large and small bubbles, and when the soup bubble bursts, it emits a compressed, rich aroma. The white steam is steaming up and down, accompanied by the boiling of the soup. Sound, before the chopsticks moved, a burst of excitement.

Monta can't wait to stretch out the chopsticks, pinch a piece of meat accurately, drag it into a dipping dish, dip the juice into the mouth, the hot temperature and the full gravy stimulate the taste buds. Before he chewed, Monta's eyes lit up.

"this is delicious!"

Monta was so happy that her mouth had not yet slumped, and the chopsticks reached into the pot again, regardless of whether they were cooked or not, all returned to the bowl-he was not raw on the march.

Yang Yang looked at his posture and got excited, and hit Archibald's arm: "Eat, Duke, don't eat it again.-Pick up cooked food."

Archibald saw Yang Yang and nodded.

He clamped a piece of meat wrapped in soup and put it into his mouth as Yang Yang taught. The spicy taste and the mellow aroma burst at the same time. With a sip, the fat and tender meat smashed the full juice, with the hot temperature, the quiet appetite rolled up and made a noise.

It seems as if the senses of the body come alive.

Archibald froze. He clearly didn't want to eat. He thought that nothing was just like chewing wax, but the original taste didn't lose the vitality like his mood.

"delicious."

Archibald chewed what was in his mouth, his eyes were inexplicably sore, "I like this."

Yang Yang turned to look at him, his eyes lit up: "Right! I'll say you'll love it."

Archibald looked at Yang Yang's bright smile. The previous pretense easily fell apart, but the true emotions revealed did not find it so difficult to heal.

The dust of the past is settled, but the road ahead is long.

Archibald swallowed the food in his mouth and gave a relieved smile: "Well, I like it."

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