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Chapter 146: Mutants in extreme cold

Chapter 146: Mutants in the Extreme Cold

Zhao Jiayan felt aggrieved, but he couldn't say anything. In the end, he could only leave this space dejectedly like a loser who couldn't compete in anything. He went to the small room with his ears drooping in disappointment and squatted at the foot of the wall to grow mushrooms.

When Liu Yu passed by the small room, he glanced at Zhao Jiayan, who was squatting in the corner and feeling sad. He flicked his long mermaid tail and repeated the two words he had just said.

Drama queen.

After Zhao Jiayan returned to the room, Liu Yu looked at Liu Qingzhi, then at Huo Lin, and then returned to the space.

It seemed that except for the two parties involved, no one else was very happy with this kiss that was initiated by Huo Lin.

Not long after, Huo Lin went to the kitchen to prepare today's lunch.

There is some food stored in the refrigerator in the kitchen. It's not much, but it can make meals for at least two days.

When he arrived at the kitchen and was washing the ingredients at the sink, Huo Lin watched the water rushing over the ingredients, but his mind was still recalling the feeling of close contact with Liu Qingzhi not long ago.

The feeling was strange to him, but wonderful.

He couldn't describe it in words, but it was very good, as if he had been walking in the desert for a long time and suddenly tasted the water of an oasis.

It made him somewhat addicted.

Huo Lin pursed his lips slightly, and for some subtle reason, he stopped and turned to look towards the living room.

Liu Qingzhi was still lying on the sofa, lazily resting his head on the armrest, his body slightly tilted, covered with a fluffy blanket that was pulled all the way up to his neck, revealing only a little bit of his delicate chin.

Recalling the soft touch of his lips, Huo Lin's gaze unconsciously moved to Liu Qingzhi's lips.

As he watched, his throat began to itch again.

A little thirsty.

He lowered his eyes, and a second before Liu Qingzhi looked over, he retracted his gaze and turned his attention back to the action of washing the ingredients in his hands.

But I just can't concentrate completely.

He could feel Liu Qingzhi's gaze on him, as if he was observing him, or as if he was thinking about something.

Huo Lin subconsciously straightened his back and his hands moved more carefully.

The slime on the sofa cushion rubbed his cheek and commented in summary: "He seems nervous."

The word "nervous" really doesn't fit Huo Lin, but that's the fact.

Because of the kiss just now, at this moment, Liu Qingzhi's eyes were focused on Huo Lin, who was sitting with his back to the sofa, was indeed nervous.

Through some gaps, Liu Qingzhi could see a dried mushroom that was almost faded and deformed after being washed by Huo Lin with water.

But at this moment, Liu Qingzhi's focus was on mushroom soup for lunch today.

When talking about mushroom soup, Liu Qingzhi recalled the mushroom chicken soup he had eaten on Pasamura Island before.

Now it has been a long time since they left the island. Pasamura Island is surrounded by the sea and the temperature is lower than that of the plain. Now it is officially the extreme cold period, and the temperature there will be even colder than here.