Rogge looked at Ofina carefully again. He felt that she had lost weight at the first sight. He didn't bother to take a closer look before, but now it seems to be true.
Rogge felt distressedly and touched Ofina's belly. The original soft and wonderful little belly had disappeared. It felt very flat. If there were some muscle texture, the feel would be the same as that of Philia. My belly is almost done.
What Rogge liked to touch most was Ophina's belly. How should I put it? That was a kind of proof that Ofina liked his cooking, and she felt quite proud when she touched it.
Rogge regretted not finding Ofina earlier and causing her to suffer more, so he directly carried her on his back, and now he could intuitively feel that her weight had indeed become lighter.
Rogge took out pots and pans and other kitchen utensils and ingredients from the space ring to prepare for cooking. Only then did he notice that there was a circle of people around him, all staring at him with unkind expressions, clenched fists, Pulling out the sword was like the experience of hugging Filia all over again.
The only difference is that these people are all wounded soldiers whose wounds have been treated, and there are also wounded soldiers who are unable to move around one after another.
The wounded barracks was not far from Ofina's position, and Ofina's loud cries were very penetrating, and they could hear her clearly.
The wounded soldiers were shocked. How could they not recognize the voice of the little angel who worked so hard to treat them? She was crying so sadly. Could it be that their holy son Emil couldn't bear it anymore and died?
They wanted to go over and have a look anyway, so the wounded soldiers rushed over dragging their injured bodies, and then they saw their little angel being held in the arms of a young boy.
The wounded soldiers stood stunned for a moment. How could the holy little angel be in the arms of a man? How could those little hands that healed everyone pinch so hard? But it pinches really well, just try harder.
The situation didn't go as they expected. The boy patted the little angel on the back but she didn't even struggle. It was obviously voluntary. They couldn't hear clearly what the two said.
"Who is this man? Why are you holding our little angel?"
"Damn it, where are you rubbing your hands? I really want to chop him!" A wounded soldier pulled out a knife.
"Why are you still carrying it? It looks like you are going to cook?"
"Chop him? Go ahead!" The wounded soldier standing at the front saw clearly and suffered the biggest blow, and encouraged everyone to go up and chop him.
"You first, you first." A wounded soldier who still maintained his rationality looked at the mighty and noble Xing Yaolong who was licking his wounds and watching the show, and speculated that this was probably someone they could not afford to offend.
"Don't worry, don't worry, this should be just a...cook! Yes, that must be the case! Look, the things he brought out are so professional. They are much more professional than the people in our cooking class!" A soldier started. Using his smart little head, he made a bold but correct judgment on Rogge's identity.
"Yes, yes, that's it! Haha, I thought he was the little angel's boyfriend. It scared me to death."
The soldiers sighed as if they had grasped a life-saving straw, completely ignoring why the cook could hug Ofina so intimately and cook on her back.
Rogge's hesitant movements caught Ophina's attention. She also saw the wounded soldiers around her, many of whom were familiar faces. Among them was the young man whose arm was burned by black fire.
Every second of Rogge's hesitation meant that she would eat her meal one second later, which Ofina couldn't bear. "What are you looking at? Have you never seen your brother cooking for your sister? Go away, go away Open!" Ofina opened her mouth to chase away these troublesome people.
"Oh, it turns out they are brother and sister!"
"It's good to be brothers and sisters, it's good to be brothers and sisters! Let's go now, let's go now! Hahaha!" The soldiers were relieved and dispersed in a hurry.
"Humph, a bunch of fools!" Ofina determined the fate of the wounded soldiers.
Without the crowd of onlookers, Rogge started cooking confidently. The soft and petite Ofina on his back did not become a burden, but was very comfortable to carry. The light weight encouraged Rogge to work harder.
Rogge only had two hands, and he used incredible and weird movements to keep Orfina from falling off his back while handling the ingredients at high speed and cooking delicious dishes.
During the war in the army, Ofina continued to eat, but she ate food that did not suit her appetite very slowly and did not replenish much energy. When I reunited with Rogge just now, I was so excited that I cried and my little energy was exhausted. Now I was lying on Rogge's back and didn't want to move at all.
Fortunately, Rogge could still cook with ease even if he was carrying her on his back. Regardless of whether his movements were graceful or beautiful, for the moment, in Ofina's opinion, Rogge was the most handsome while cooking.
The strange movements made Ofina go up and down, giving the girl a sense of novelty that she had never experienced before. Afraid of falling, Ofina clung very tightly, squeezing her chest and lower abdomen against Rogge's broad back, causing friction when going up and down. The friction was so intense that Ofina's little face turned red. Fortunately, there was no one around to watch.
The huge consumption in the angelic state made Ofina hungry, "Gululu!" Smelling the alluring aroma gradually emanating from the dishes, her stomach rumbled unsatisfactorily.
The sound was so loud that Rogge, who was concentrating on cooking, could hear it. After a slight hesitation, Rogge handed her some prepared food, "Nana, it will take a while for the meal to be ready. This is what I made before." Let’s eat some to satisfy our stomach first.”
"Yes." Ofina replied softly. She took the food box and looked inside, only to find several yellow-orange chicken drumsticks exuding a sweet orange flavor.
Filia had given her orange-flavored chicken drumsticks before, and Ofina recognized them at a glance. She didn't think much about it at the time, but now that she thinks about it, wasn't the food on Filia's body made by Rogge?
The smart Ofina clearly remembered that Filia personally said that she likes to eat oranges and chicken legs when she was taking a bath. Wasn't this orange-flavored chicken drumstick specially made for her? You know, Ofina and Rogge have been together for so many years, but they have never tasted this dish before.
"Hmph, Brother Pervert must have researched it specially to please Sister Filia. I'm so angry! But the chicken drumsticks taste so good..."
Ofina thought for a moment and stopped worrying. She pinched Rogge briefly to express her dissatisfaction with him researching new dishes for others behind her back, and then started eating.
Ophina figured it out. Since Rogge was willing to take out the orange-flavored chicken drumsticks for her to eat, he was "confessing" to her. There was no need for him to be in trouble with the delicious food. Instead, he wanted to eat all the drumsticks without leaving a single one, so as to avoid the perverts. My brother used it to show his courtesy to Sister Filia.
But Ofina was still angry. It was obviously me first, why didn't you study new dishes for me?
In fact, Rogge didn't know how many new dishes he had researched for her, and even the dishes he cooked were adjusted according to Ofina's taste. This is why Ofina loved to eat whatever he made.
"Brother, I love eating strawberries and pork ribs." Ofina said vaguely while chewing meat.
This was a naked indication, and Rogge understood: "Okay, I'll do it right away. Partner, help me get a wild boar."
"Yu!" Canxing said that I am a wounded person! Can't fly anymore!
Ophina gnawed on the chicken leg and looked at Canxing carefully. Her thoughts were on Rogge and she didn't notice the giant dragon beside her.
Ofina's eyes became brighter and brighter as she looked at it. The pure-blood dragon was a perfect creature, both in terms of strength and appearance. Xingyao Dragon is the top dragon, and Canxing is also a handsome dragon. His appearance is both elegant and domineering, his dragon body is strong and powerful, and his dragon scales are shining.
Ofina likes cute spiritual beasts the most, and she also likes handsome ones. Canxing's appearance suits her aesthetics very well, and she feels it is even prettier than the Starry Dragon she saw when she first entered the cemetery.
It's just that the dried blood on Canxing's dragon scales makes it a bit more miserable, and the look of licking the wound is a bit pitiful.
"Brother, is this your dragon? It's so beautiful and handsome! I like it!" Ofina stopped eating the chicken drumsticks and continued to look at Canxing with a smile.
Canxing couldn't help but feel a bit proud when he saw such a beautiful and lovely girl staring at him and praising her handsomeness. He stretched out his dragon body and made some cool poses.
"Yu!" Canxing told Rogge that this girl is really cute, just as beautiful as the previous one, and you must win them all.
Ofina, who could understand the meaning of the spiritual beast, kept a smile on her face but was already cursing in her heart. She was quite handsome, but it turned out that she was not a serious dragon, just like Brother Se!
Ofina rolled her eyes and quietly wrote on Rogge's back to ask for Canxing's name. Rogge didn't know what he was planning, so he wrote on her waiting little hand and replied "Canxing" "The two words directly betrayed my partner.
"Do you have a name?" Ophina asked, pretending not to know that Canxing's name was Canxing, "You are so cool, like the brightest star in the sky, and you are a star dragon, so you are called Yaoxing. Bar."
"Yu!" Canxing shook his head after hearing this, saying that was his elder's name and he couldn't call it casually.
"Oh." Ofina, who didn't expect to be able to come up with such unreliable names as "Luo Soma Adventure Group", "Xiong Da", and "Xiong Er", was not good at naming this time. It would be easier if he chose the name of the elder Canxing.
"Then you can call me Canxing. It sounds nice."
Canxing was stunned for a moment, then ecstatic. Its name was given by the elder named "Yaoxing". It liked it very much. This beautiful and lovely girl could have the exact same name. This was simply destiny. , the world is so wonderful!
"Yuyou!" Canxing flapped his wings and said, Rogge, hurry up and break the spiritual contract with me. I want to go with this little girl!
Before Ofina finished speaking, her happy expression suddenly turned sad, and she said in a melancholy tone: "Are you injured? But I really don't have magic power and can't cure your injury. I'm sorry."
"Yu!" Canxing shook his head and said it didn't matter. He praised Ophina for being so kind, and urged Rogge to terminate the contract with her again.
"Oh, I'm really tired and hungry. My stinky brother hasn't cooked yet." Ofina flattened her mouth, showing an aggrieved expression.
"Yuyou!" Canxing said to Rogge, hurry up and show 200% of your strength!
"But brother can't conjure up the ingredients. I want to eat pork ribs." Ofina said seductively.
"Yu!" Canxing took the bait and said I'm going to go right now. Benlong will fight one of them, and the wild boar will take care of it!
"Really? That's great. You are indeed the most handsome and best! I also want to eat cows, sheep, chickens, ducks, fish... Can you get them all for me?" Ofina said a lot , Rogge broke into a cold sweat after hearing this, fearing that he would be exposed.
"Yu!" Canxing, who was trapped by the lovely Ofina, agreed boldly, fluttered his wings and took off to hunt.
"Brother, your dragon doesn't seem very smart." Ofina waited for Canxing to fly away and said to Rogge.
"It just likes you, so you can do whatever you want with me." Rogge chuckled and put in a nice word for his partner.
"Then what's the matter with taking down everything it says? Who should be taken down?" Ofina asked soul torture.
"Uh... the food is ready, open your mouth!" Rogge quickly picked up a piece of braised pork that was ready to be cooked, blew on it casually, pushed his chopsticks back and stuffed it into Ofina's mouth.
"Hmm... the smelly brother fucked me, it smells so good!" Ofina said inarticulately, and was hit by Rogge's food transfer technique again.
Within a short while, Roger had prepared several dishes.
"Nana, are you feeling better? Come down, please? It's time to eat."
During this period of time on Rogge's back, Ofina's restlessness, anxiety, longing, sadness, grievance, excitement, excitement, joy and other emotions caused by Rogge gradually settled down. She felt extremely at ease in her heart and her weak body also recovered. With some strength, I was able to sit firmly on my own.
"Yeah." Ofina responded.
