Chapter 72:

Chapter 72:

Zhanbahara was lying on the low table, his chin resting on his arm, with a bored expression: "Because it's too boring, I don't want to make it myself, nor go out to eat, so I can just find something to eat. Don't worry. Now, I am very confident in my figure, and I will never gain weight if I only do it once or twice."

"Who cares if you get fat!"

Roman felt that his heart was in a mess, and his original thoughts had been thrown away, and the momentum that had built up became dissipated as Zhan Yuanyuan changed the subject over and over again, "At least give me some normal food, don't give me snacks. Make it dinner."

Zhanbahara tilted his head and looked at Roman with a blank expression: "It's a pity, I'm the type who will never eat other people's food if they don't invite them with their hands."

"Nonsense, haven't you eaten my cookies and yokan? Just say you're lazy?"

"That must be the fault of classmate Romani Lazy, you infecting me with the virus called 'lazy'."

"Why don't you just say that you want to open your mouth?"

However, it seems that it is meaningless to speak quickly now, and in these few conversations, Roman has also figured out the thoughts of Zhanyuan.

"Okay, now there are only noodles, and at most I can add an egg to you."

"I probably won't be able to eat another piece of bread."

"Then give me less snacks."

Roman went into the kitchen, put water in the pot and put it on the stove, then turned on the stove, and found spare dough in the cupboard.

So why does he have to do this? This was his home, and the woman sitting in the living room was an uninvited guest, and she was a villain who ate all the yokan he was reluctant to eat without authorization. Although she said she would buy the yokan back, Roman didn't have much hope. Although she said that she has been really serious about tutoring him recently, but... well, just consider it as a reward for his tutoring.

Roman has not cooked for a long time, and his craftsmanship has become rusty, but there is nothing wrong with simple tasks like the following.

"Roman..."

"What?"

Battlefield's voice suddenly came from the living room. The sound was low, the water on the stove was boiling, and Roman might have missed it if he hadn't had a keen hearing.

"Are you caring about me?"

"...That's right. If you think I'm nosy, I'll leave it alone in the future."

There is no need to deny that Roman cares about Zhanbahara, and just now he was even angry that Zhanahara used snacks as dinner. Although this woman was a bit venomous, and was very self-centered, she liked to make her own decisions, but the care during this period of time still kept Roman in mind.

He doesn't know many people, and it's not clear whether Zhanbahara is a friend or not, but if he can, he doesn't want to lose her.

So, what is this?

The noodles were cooked quickly, and in about ten minutes, Romain put the noodles and eggs in a bowl and took them out. According to Sadohara, he put the bowl in front of her and watched as she slowly picked up the noodles.

After Zhan Yuan took a sip, he stopped, swallowed the noodles in his mouth and said, "It's a little sweet, did you put sugar?"

"It's long-winded, it's fine if you don't eat it."

"Generally speaking, shouldn't noodles be salted? That's right, you seem to like sweets very much. If you don't have sweets one day, you might die."

"I'm sorry I'm a sweet tooth, and it's not your turn to teach me about my hobbies."

Even Han Chuan didn't tell me about this, so what are you?

But this is indeed Roman's misstep. It was his own habit to put sugar in the next bar. He subconsciously put down the sugar when he was seasoning it just now. When he recovered, he realized that it was not for him to eat. But it's too late, you can't put salt after sugar, right? It's salty and sweet, and the taste can become very weird, so Romain can only reduce the amount of sugar as much as possible.

"Battlefield."

"What?"

"What does it mean?"

"what do you mean'?"

"Don't pretend to be stupid." Roman pointed to a huge white suitcase next to him. This suitcase is obviously not his, Roman doesn't have such a thing, obviously Zhanyuan brought it here.

"This is a suitcase. Could it be that, Roman, do you not only have problems with your brain, but also with your eyes?"

"No, I think whether it's a brain problem or an eye problem, it's possible to ask such a question... I said, don't change the subject seriously, what I want to know is, what's in this suitcase? Why does it appear? it's here!"

Zhanbahara suddenly put down the chopsticks in his hand, and under Roman's puzzled expression, his expressionless face suddenly revealed a pilgrimage-like otherworldly fanaticism.

"Allahhu Akbar!"

"Don't suddenly say such horrible things to me!"

"Isn't Roman an Israeli? I thought you would like it."

"It's true that my nationality says Israel, but I never thought of believing in that God." Roman rubbed his temples. He suddenly found that the topic seemed to be turned to a strange place by Zhanyuan again.

Not at all, this kind of twisted personality doesn't look like her at all, what is she hiding? Could it be that this guy Zhanbahara is shy?

Roman became curious all of a sudden, what exactly is something that a woman like Zhanbahara, who has never been around the corner, tried her best to cover up?

"Battlefield." "Those are clothes."

"Those are…"

So, can't you just keep covering it up? Even if it is to take care of my curiosity, let me keep guessing!

"Sorry, seeing Roman's expression, I couldn't help but say it."

That is, you did it on purpose, right? ! Deliberately teasing, bullying people, right? You wicked woman!

"So, what does this mean?"

"Do I need to ask? Of course I want to live here."

"…"

At this moment, Roman really began to suspect that something was wrong with his ears or brain. Did he hear something wrong just now? He actually heard Battlefield say that he wants to live here. Think about it and think it's impossible, right? This is his home, a boy's home, and a man's home with his girlfriend and daughter.

"Can't you hear me? I mean, I'm going to live here next."

As if hearing Roman's heartfelt voice, Zhanbahara repeated his words again, making Roman finally realize that he did not have auditory hallucinations. At that moment, Roman had a feeling of doubting the reality of the world, and he really couldn't believe that Heiyi Zhanyuan would say such a thing.

"why?"

"If you want to tell me why, I think it's a little more comfortable here."

"I see... that's weird! What kind of logic is this? This is my home! Why do you want to live here? Is my home a hotel? If you want to live in, you can live in it? At least I should be the master. Just agree, and I will tell you responsibly, absolutely impossible! What is your expression? Are you playing a rogue?"

Zhanbahara's look of "No matter what you do, my five kilograms are here", which made Roman feel even more headaches.

"I told you, at least show me the situation. I'm a boy. Is it really okay for you to live in a male bachelor's apartment?"

"Don't worry, I trust you very much."

"What a heavy trust this is, are you laughing at me?"

This is definitely a mockery, right? Are you making fun of him for being cowardly? Are you making fun of him for not having the guts? Didn't she know that the man standing in front of her was a man who had eaten meat?

"I have a girlfriend and a daughter." "As I said, I trust you very much."

"It's not a question of trust or not, and there's only one bed here." "Then I'll sleep on the bed, and the man will sleep on the floor for me."

"What kind of robber logic is this?" "You can call it a dove occupying a magpie's nest."

So, what exactly is this?

For a time, Roman felt overwhelmed. Heiyi Zhanyuan is obviously very firm in his decision to live. As for the reason, Roman doesn't believe in a "comfortable" reason.

However, because Zhanbahara's will was too firm, Roman didn't know how to deal with it. Logically speaking, he should have refused, but when the words of refusal came to his lips, he found that he couldn't say anything. He is not a person who is good at rejecting others. As long as it is a reasonable request, he will try his best to fulfill the request of others. And Zhanbahara's request seems to have exceeded Roman's acceptance.

Yes, it seems. Whether it is reasonable or not depends on the situation, and different objects have different requirements. Take Zhanyuanyuan's request to "stay down" as an example. If the object is Yukawa, Roman would definitely welcome him without any help and wait for him. If the target is someone else, Roman kicks him/her out without thinking. But Sadohara, who even though his classmates were friends and who had been working hard to help him during this time, was right on the edge of this requirement. In particular, Roman has some guilt feelings towards her in his heart. The problem of the heavy crab **** has not been solved yet, and all this is only because of his own willful persistence, plus... Today's Roman, facing the battle of the battlefield. Sometimes there is an inexplicable sense of guilt.

As long as the battlefield is tougher, as long as she insists on her own ideas, Roman's rejection will become fragile. This is due to Roman's character, and it is also the result of Sadohara's efforts over the past few years.

Hey, isn't this what this woman did on purpose? Probably not, she doesn't look like that disgusting Bichi.

Roman looked at Zhanbahara, who was eating noodles in a flat face, tangled in his heart, and finally retreated silently.

A girl suddenly entered the house, and many things became inconvenient, especially since this girl was just his ordinary friend. Personal living habits, bathroom usage time, room cleaning issues, placement of privacy items, all like to take good care of them. What annoyed Roman the most was that he couldn't sleep in the big bed that belonged to him.

This made Roman's dissatisfaction with Zhanyuan to a new level.

until…

Because a lot of things happened today, coupled with the ups and downs of mood, Roman's sleep quality has become not very good. Even if it is late at night, the whole person is still confused, and in the confusion, I feel that my body is being suppressed by strange things.

Because it is summer, the use of bedding has also begun to decrease, and the quilt covering the body has become thin.

He didn't sleep well in the first place, plus he was really tired now, Roman didn't care what happened, twisted his body slightly, and then fell asleep again. But before falling asleep again, he seemed to hear a scream.

Soon after, he felt a burning pain in his face.

It felt like being slapped in the face.

Suddenly, Roman was awake.

"Don't make trouble, Xiao Zi..."

Roman's hand moved on his head, and then he remembered that Xiao Zi had already entered his body and fell asleep.

Suddenly opening his eyes, he saw Zhanyuan Heiyi's face looking at her with shame and anger.

This doesn't seem to be the most important thing. What's more, Zhanbahara was wearing thin pajamas and was sitting on Roman's body. No makeup and no makeup close to his face, the whole person seems to be pressed on his body.

It turned out to be so, no wonder that the feeling of being pressed by something just now, with the light weight of the battlefield, if she moves lightly, it seems that it is not so simple to wake the sleeper.

But the question is not here, but why she did it.

Because summer has come, when it's night time, the clothes are as thin as possible. Between the two layers of pajamas, the contact between the body and the body is very clear, and Roman can clearly feel the touch from the battlefield, whether it is under or on the body. The round, elastic hips, the flat and hot belly, and the slightly cold arms are all very clear at this moment.

"What are you doing?" As soon as he said this, Roman realized that his throat was dry and his heart was pounding.

Zhanbahara glared at him fiercely, then looked down at him condescendingly, and said in a queen-like arrogant tone.

"I only say what I write down once, so listen to me, Romani Archiman."

It seems to return to the time when the American Revolutionary War was won, listening to the moment when Mr. President declared the country's independence.

"I, Shibahara Kuroi, like you, Romani Archiman."

After finishing speaking, Zhanbahara returned to the bed, turned his back to Roman and fell asleep, leaving Roman who was stunned in the wind.

So, what the **** happened?

Chapter 140 Chapter 103 Murder Case (2)

It was a slender man with childish facial features and a white school uniform. Unlike the childishness on his face, he has a pair of special eyes, sharp eyes that seem to be able to pierce people. If someone's eyes can kill, it probably refers to these pair of eyes, standing in front, no matter from which angle you look at it, you will have a feeling of being attacked.

- Even in death.

A silver cross fell beside him. It is not a cross for prayer, because this cross is very large, three times larger than the body of a fallen man, and its mass is definitely more than a strong strong man can lift, even if it is erected from the top of a church. The stone cross raised is not in vain. It's now more like a tombstone—a man's tombstone than a prayer.

Blood flowed from the man, like a non-stop stream, dyeing the silver cross bright red.

"Second meow"

The shadow standing behind him stared at the fallen man and made a mischievous sound.

…

…

Thursday, June 8, at noon.

Because Han Chuan's parents were lying in a coma in the hospital recently, and she herself had to go to the hospital every night to take care of her parents, so life began to be tight without knowing it.

Don't look at her usual calm appearance, in fact, apart from the holidays, Han Chuan is a very busy person. But since I met Roman, even the holidays have changed.

Roman hadn't heard of Yukawa's question about living expenses, but judging from her grades, most of it should have come from the scholarship for the first place in her grade. In addition, there was also a little bit from her parents who didn't have a good relationship. cost. However, Yuchuan's parents are now lying in the hospital, and Yuchuan's life has become a small problem.

Fortunately, Roman has also recently found work. Although it is a little part-time job, and he does not need help every day, it can make his life a lot richer.

The lunch at noon is cream bread, not to mention how delicious it is, and it is not nutritious, but it is a little sweet, so Romain will choose it when he buys bread.

"Roman's spirit is not very good these two days, did you not sleep at night?"

After Yukawa swallowed a mouthful of bread, he looked at Roman's face and asked worriedly.

In fact, it's not a problem of bad spirits anymore. Roman has been drowsy during class, and even fell asleep on the table in the last class.

If it wasn't for his diminished sense of existence, he might have been named and criticized by the teacher, and then he went to the door to be punished.

His eyelids seemed to be half-awake, as if he couldn't open his eyes, and there were thick dark circles and bags under his eyes. This reminded Yuchuan of Roman, who used to be unrestrained. He used to be addicted to the Internet for three days all night, and he was probably in this state when he returned to school. However, at that time, he had completely abandoned the classroom and regarded the classroom as his bedroom, instead of forcing himself to cheer up like he is now.

"Mmmha" Roman yawned, then looked at Yuchuan with confused eyes, and said, "I haven't slept very well in the past two days, but I'm almost used to it, I should be able to sleep peacefully tonight. ."

The ownership of the big bed in the room has been snatched away by the abominable Zhanbahara, and suddenly it would be somewhat unaccustomed to have Roman sleep on a Japanese-style tatami mat. But that's not the point, what's more important is that Zhanbahara has woken him up from the middle of the night two nights in a row. On the first night, he confessed to Roman on his own accord, and then left Roman, who was messed up in the evening wind, to sleep heartlessly. And last night, Zhanbahara woke up Roman again because she needed a reply from Roman.

So how can he reply?