Yun Tuan glanced at the bone soup that was not yet boiling, and opened the kitchen glass sliding door a crack.
The rich and mellow aroma instantly filled the entire living room. Shi Qing and Wanyan Bao, who were glaring at each other, followed the smell and approached. When they wanted to open the sliding door to taste it, they were held back by the cloud.
"I'm not yet familiar with it. It can range from having a stomachache to running away, or from seeing you in the hospital."
She smiled slightly and let go.
So, one big one and one little one stood obediently at the door of the kitchen. There seemed to be an invisible barrier in front of them, and they stopped taking a step forward.
Yun Tuan sat next to An Yuan and turned his head to glance at the bloody TV series being played on his iPad. The heroine in the TV series seemed to have been tricked, and she always smiled in her acting.
The barrage also kept clarifying that the actor was born with smiling lips, so please pay more attention to the eye scene.
The plot is showing a murder case in a secret room. Guests in the castle gather together. Before the police arrive, everyone is trying to get rid of the suspicion.
"This is the murderer."
Yun Tuan glanced at it and pointed at one of the young painters wearing a gold-framed monocle.
An Yuan rolled her eyes and pressed the pause button, "Hey, Sister Tuan, you've gone too far!"
"This kind of drama has no nutrition. It has been adapted so much that it has completely lost the shadow of the original work. If you have this time, you might as well memorize more questions." Yun Tuan leaned on the back of his chair and subconsciously glanced at An Yuan's outfit today——
A light blue gradient dress and a bead chain belt, simple and elegant, no different from usual.
There is just a section of black hair at the root of her long chestnut curly hair. Judging by the length, she must have not taken care of her hair for half a year. In this situation, it is easy for everyone not to get a haircut. After all, it is difficult to guarantee whether the hairdresser will do it halfway.
He will be sucked into the paradise, and then he will be stabbed in the head with scissors.
Hmm...it doesn't seem to be anything unusual, so what was the purpose of concealing it just now?
Yun Tuan slowly took a sip of water. Over the years, the only thing she remembered was the scar on her left forearm near her wrist. There should have been a positioning chip in it. It was dug when she woke up.
Gone.
She may have been abandoned from the beginning, or she may have been protected by someone.
There are no traces on An Yuan's arm. Is it somewhere else, or is there no mark at all?
But if they were hostile parties, why would An Yuan subconsciously block in front of her when there was a strange noise outside...
Could it be that the reason for hiding it is "for your own good"?
Yun Tuan was puzzled, but he couldn't ask anything. He didn't answer the simple question just now, and he was even less willing to answer these questions.
An Yuan also leaned back, "Please, it's impossible for a scumbag to master politics, history, geography, physics, and biology in a short period of time, right? In the early years, I couldn't do it when my memory was still good.
Come on, how is it possible now!"
Seeing that Yun Tuan didn't answer, An Yuan added, "And when cooking, you can't live without people, right? This is very dangerous, sister Tuan!"
Yun Tuan nodded, raised his hand and pointed, "Well, isn't there someone now?"
An Yuan turned around and saw Shi Qing and the smelly little boy standing together, one patting his head and the other grabbing the corners of his clothes, but both of them were staring at the stove.
"... Are you so greedy?" As he said that, An Yuan touched his belly, "Okay, I am so greedy."
Hearing these precise remarks, Yun Tuan pressed his eyebrows unconsciously, "It's not even lunch time yet."
Shi Qing at the door of the kitchen suddenly turned his head, "You don't understand this? Greed is respect for every piece of food."
As he spoke, he neutralized Wanyan Bao's tricks with ease.
"Absolutely! If nothing else happens, I'll squat in the kitchen." Jing He, who was supervising the security system maintenance man on the balcony, waved his hand in response.