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71. Messages from sensitive areas

After visiting the museum, it was almost dusk. The father and daughter went to the market to buy some ingredients. Keli showed her flat chest and expressed that she would cook herself some special dishes for Luo Er.

She really tied up her hair and put on her waistband, looking serious.

Luo Er was very happy and helped in the kitchen.

The kitchen was very smoky and looked like it was used frequently, which made him look forward to his daughter's cooking skills. So he silently watched Keli step on the small bench, slightly raising her little feet in white stockings, holding hands with her hands.

Holding the spatula, he flipped the fish steaks in the pot nervously.

From time to time, he was burned by the splashing oil, and he let out a series of "yaaaah" screams.

It's very hard, but it's also really hard. I'm too short and can't reach the stove, which is quite troublesome.

The kitchen is indeed used frequently, but the person who uses it is obviously not Keli...

"Okay, okay, that's it."

Luo Er looked at the barely cooked fish fillet on the plate, rubbed his daughter's head helplessly and amusedly, and took the spatula from her hand.

Keli stuck out her tongue in embarrassment and took the kitchen knife that Roll had put down.

"How about mixing a salad and cutting some shredded radish?"

Rolle suggested while putting the fish steak back into the pot.

Kelly nodded, picked up a few washed carrots, her fingers flew around, and the kitchen knife in her hand whirled, and a pile of neatly-lengthened filaments appeared on the cutting board.

So the father and daughter worked together to make a simple but extraordinarily warm dinner.

The taste of a table of dishes will definitely not be as good as that of a professional chef, but just looking at the skill of the knife can put all the cooks to shame.

But Keli liked this taste very much. It was the taste she was most familiar with since she was a child. She was very satisfied with the meal. She narrowed her eyes slightly and swayed her little feet back and forth outside the chair.

While eating, Luo Er suddenly asked:

"Who usually cooks?"

Keli's little mouth pursed slightly and she admitted honestly:

"The maid in Sister Anya's house..."

"I guess so……"

"I've taught you before that friendship has limits. You can't rely on Anya for everything. You are 18 years old and you have to learn to live independently."

Luo Er spoke earnestly and put a piece of fish steak into his daughter's bowl.

This is a habit he brought from Earth.

Keli nodded obediently at first, then scooped a spoonful of salad onto Roel's plate, and then suddenly asked:

"Dad, will you be able to cook when you are 18?"

"Ahem!"

Rolle almost got stuck on a fish bone...

He then said without changing his face or heartbeat:

"When I was 18 years old, I was already a lieutenant in the Tianhui Legion. I was trying to become the commander. Of course I already knew how to do such a small thing as cooking."

Egg fried rice and tomato soup are considered to be good at cooking, right?

When he was 18 years old, he was still a happy homebody on earth.

Nowadays, the cooking skills that are still passable are all forced...

Only by pushing yourself can you know how good you are.

After dinner, the father and daughter planned to go shopping at a nearby night market, but as soon as they went out, the butler's steam car stopped at the door.

Anya booked a concert and invited the father and daughter to go together.

But when I got in the car, I didn't see Anya.

"Your Highness has something to do and will be here shortly."

The butler explained.

At this time, Anya was standing in front of a huge full-length mirror, taking a look at herself.

The beautiful girl in the mirror is wearing a black evening dress, revealing two round shoulders, her chest is slit very low, and the hem is slit very high, revealing her slender legs wearing black stockings.

She was obviously beautiful, dignified, and elegantly dressed, but there was an indescribable sadness on her face.

Although she has chosen the boldest option, she believes that she will still be regarded as Keli's mother...

She even felt a bit like Keli's mother...

Give up on yourself!

"Forget it, bring me some earplugs."

Anya said helplessly to the maid beside her.

"Eh? But Miss, aren't you going to the concert?"

The maid asked with a puzzled look on her face.

"Don't ask! Asking is too much for me to bear!"

Anya said with a serious face.

With the help of earplugs, she successfully blocked out the gossip around her. She felt much better and happily sat in the VIP box with Roel and Keli.

This was the first time for Luo Er to listen to this kind of elegant symphony. To be honest, he didn't really appreciate it. He was more suitable for singing and dancing rap like "Da Mighty Dragon".

However, the melody itself was still very beautiful, with an impassioned feeling that made his blood boil.

Sure enough, truly high-end music can always convey the emotions it wants to express to the audience.

But after the show ended, he found that the expressions on the faces of other audience members were a little depressed and low. Listening to their comments and evaluations, they seemed different from his own?

"I really want to love this world..."

"It's because of those gestures, those narrations, those injuries..."

"I'm sorry for being born human..."

Roll couldn't help but wonder if he didn't understand what the concert was trying to convey at all?

It’s better to hear less of this stuff from now on…

But looking at his daughter holding his arm next to him, she still had a sweet smile on her face, so it was nothing serious.

So he turned to Anya and asked:

"Miss Anya, what do you think?"

"Ah? Uncle Luo Er, what did you say? Please speak louder, I can't hear you clearly!"

This concert is really poisonous, right? Even if you are depressed, can it still cause hearing impairment?

After sending his daughter back to the apartment, Luo Er took the housekeeper's car back to the rental house. As soon as he entered, he went to the stables. He happened to see the little milk cat squatting on the head of the donkey, condescendingly throwing away the dried fish in its mouth.

Give it to the little donkey.

It's a pity that they are all small animals, not beautiful girls, otherwise this picture...

Luo Er fried the dried fish for him as a snack before going out in the morning, but he didn't expect that the little thing was so generous. He thought of his little friend if he had any good things.

After a night's rest, Rohr prepared to go to the military camp as usual the next day. When passing by the telegraph office, he took a telegram to the village.

"$?"

Meaning, is the tax officer looking for trouble?

When he arrived at the military camp, Captain Jin, whom he hadn't seen for several days, suddenly invited him to his office.

"This is information sent back from Fenghuo Valley. It is not important and has nothing to do with our troops in charge of city affairs. However, we can still understand it and have a good idea."

Captain King handed a page to Rolle.

The Fertile Valley mentioned above is located outside the empire, at the junction of the four major forces: the empire, the barbarians, the United Kingdom, and the Alien Alliance. It is an extremely sensitive area.

In such a place, news about ancient ruins suddenly spread?

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