Manual of Space-Time Interference

His stubble was shaved again and again, Luo Qiao's face also had a little wrinkle, Li Jie's temples also had a hint of gray, Lao Liu always wrinkled his face when he smiled...

Forget it, 43, I am getting old, everyone is getting old...

Dialect looked at himself in the mirror, he was not young, not young, with stubble, but he smiled as if he was in his thirties, then turned around and walked out, entered the bridge and watched as he was still studying Luo Joe, who was in the research report, paused and slowly sat across from her.

"Luo Qiao?" Dialect said with a deep breath.

"What's the matter?" Luo Qiao asked, looking up.

"That..." Dialect opened his mouth, looking at Luo Qiao's haggard face after working for many days, but he didn't know how to speak.

"Okay, don't worry, you can speak slowly." Luo Qiao put the tablet in his hand aside, and then looked at the dialect and said, vaguely, there seemed to be a kind of expectation.

The little pet next to him made an untimely sound to show its existence. Dialect glanced at it, then raised his head, opened his mouth, and silently said, "It's nothing, I just wanted to ask if you are tired today."

When the words came to an end, the dialect did not dare to speak.

"Fortunately, there are not too many things we usually do. For us, discovering any new species is enough to make us excited, although this time there are indeed a lot of new species." Luo Qiao smiled.

"That's good……"

"By the way, how have you been relaxing recently while farming?" Luo Qiao asked, "I like the way you look."

"It's really good, Lao Liu also gave me some wedding candy today." Fang Yan smiled, then took the candy out of his pocket and handed it over, "Try it, it's quite sweet."

"You won't eat?" Luo Qiao asked, peeling off the candy wrapper.

"I've eaten it, these are... um." Fang Yan smiled, but might as well put a candy in his mouth, making him swallow the next words.

"It's pretty sweet." Luo Qiao peeled off a candy again, stuffed it into his mouth and said, then laughed, "That's it, I'll wash my clothes later, where are you sweat towel? ?."

"Bathroom." Dialect replied, looking at Luo Qiao, the smile on his face slowly stagnated, then took a deep breath, and stopped Luo Qiao who got up and was about to leave, "Luo Qiao, I have some I want to tell you something."

He knew that this kind of thing couldn't be delayed any longer.

"Exactly, I also have something to tell you." Luo Qiao turned around and looked at Dialect and said, then exhaled, and said very seriously, "Diaoyan, I want to move out, the bridge is not very convenient, so I need to wash up. The place is too far apart, and there is no one.”

Silent, Fang Yan looked at Luo Qiao's undisguised eyes, as if dodging elsewhere like a thief, and then said a word in this silent space, "I will let someone arrange a room for you."

"You know that's not what I said." Luo Qiao replied, then pulled out a chair and sat in front of Dialect, "Look up, look at me and say it again, don't hide!"

With one hand, Fang Yan's head was raised involuntarily, and then looked into Luo Qiao's eyes, but still kept dodging.

"Huh..." Fang Yan sighed, his eyes no longer dodged, looked at Luo Qiao, and said, "I will arrange a room for you, outside, and then help to move your things out, I have this authority , they should also be able to accommodate, if..."

"Enough!" Luo Qiao shouted, and then took two breaths. The bridge fell into coldness and silence again. Luo Qiao kept blinking his eyes and looked around, while Dialect lowered his head and didn't know what to do.

"I can't give a promise, and I can't give anything." Dialect said with his fingers, as if a person was talking to himself, "I can't give you what you want, and, you know, reproductive isolation. ."

"So, what am I? A lower species? Not worthy of you?" Luo Qiao said flatly, with an uncontrollable anger on his tear-stained face.

"No, it's my problem." Fang Yan looked up at Luo Qiao and said, and then lowered his head again, he was afraid that seeing Luo Qiao's appearance at this time would make him shake.

"So you don't even have the courage to look at me now?"

"..." Silent, the dialect didn't know how to answer.

"Diaoyan, are you a man after all? Look at me, and then say no to me!" Luo Qiao roared, pulling Diaoyan's head up again with one hand and facing his eyes.

"bu..."

One word, before he could say it, was blocked. Dialect opened his eyes wide, feeling the bitter coldness and softness on his mouth, and there was only one thought left in his heart,

It looks like I've been forced on?

"Don't you say no?" Luo Qiao raised his head and looked into the dialect's eyes and said, the space in the entire bridge seemed to be subtle again, with a little bit of pink...

"Lo... um..."

For the second time, I was actually kissed for the second time?

His eyes widened again, and the drift of hormones made Fang Yan gradually forget his concerns. He hesitated for a while, and then he finally reached out and pulled it up.

The slender body that trembled slightly, and the warmth in the coldness, the dialect began to respond awkwardly, but at the same time, the two lips parted...

"Don't you say no?" Luo Qiao asked softly looking at the dialect's eyes, with a kind of expectation and self-mockery, but also with a kind of haggard, she would not block the dialect's mouth again, but did not expect that a little warmth would block on her lips.

Devotion, forgetfulness, and then began to return to a peach-colored calm when the lips were separated. Dialect hugged Luo Qiao, looked at her pear blossom and rained, took a breath and said, "Don't you regret it?"

Finally, she burst into laughter, Luo Qiao sniffed her nose, wiped her tears, smiled, and the tears couldn't be restrained. She covered her mouth and said simply and clearly, "The child can be adopted, But if you miss it, it’s gone.”

"You're stupid." Fang Yan patted Luo Qiao on the back and said, and then hugged her whole body into his arms with a little force, "It's cute and stupid, everyone understands..."

"I choose not to understand~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Luo Qiao replied softly.

"Let's move out tomorrow." Fang Yan said, then scratched Luo Qiao's nose, "It's not good for you to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau like this."

"Yeah!" Luo Qiao nodded slightly, then got up from Dialect's arms, took out a few pieces of paper from the drawer box next to him, wiped his tears, and said with a happy smile, " sleep early!"

"Okay!" Fang Yan nodded, looked at Luo Qiao's figure walking towards the bed and was silent for a while, then sighed, got up and walked to his floor...

But now he doesn't know what to do in the future, his heart is numb, he panics...

"dialect?"

"What?" Dialect asked in confusion.

"Where are you still sleeping?" Luo Qiao pointed to the direction of the floor, and asked angrily with tears.

"Then I'll... have to, I'll come right away!"