Barnard stood at the door.
Inside, the table is full of delicious dishes.
Cecil wore a slim white shirt with a silver-gray pleated skirt, protruding forward and backward, and showed a pair of long white legs.
When Barnard came back, her beautiful eyes suddenly brightened.
Although she felt that beauty could not attract his attention, she still dressed up well and was full of girlish feelings.
After all, it can't be a plus item, at least it shouldn't be a minus item.
"You come back? I'm off today and I've cooked some dishes casually. Would you like to try it? "
Cecil looked forward to it.
The little hand behind has been pinched with tension.
Afraid of being rejected directly, afraid that Barnard would be safe because of her mind.
Seeing Barnard's calm look before he entered the door, he slowly became silent at the moment, and Cecil's mood was also mentioned.
Is ... Don't like it?
Cecil pursed her lips.
Barnard paused for a moment, said nothing, closed the door, changed his shoes and entered the room, putting the vegetarian noodles he was carrying on the dining table.
A bowl of lonely and humble noodles, and seven dishes and eight dishes on the table are in sharp contrast.
Looking at the uneasy Cecil, Barnard sighed, "Cecil, I think we need to talk it over. You may have misunderstood me."
"I added you to chat and communicate, not to please me cautiously."
"There are some things I wanted to tell you later, but it seems that I'd better say it now."
"I belong to an extraordinary church, and we are short of manpower. Joining us can indeed gain extraordinary power, but there will be dangers beyond your imagination."
"It is fate to live under the same roof, and I know that you are not a bad person, and you have witnessed extraordinary events. I was going to ask you if you would like to join."
"Now, do you understand?"
As soon as the call was over, Barnard saw Cecil show a complicated look.
She gave a self-deprecating smile, then pinched her lips and lowered her head: "I know you didn't try to please me, but …"
When Barnard showed his extraordinary ability, the lack of money seemed insignificant.
In this way, in Cecil's eyes, or in the eyes of most women, he is an almost perfect mate selection target.
Handsome appearance, easy to get along with, without any bad habits, or an extraordinary person.
It's just that I have some unrealistic hopes in my heart.'
Cecil said to himself.
She is such a woman, smart, realistic and with a little stubbornness.
Barnard felt a little embarrassed, looked at a table of dishes and changed the subject: "It takes a lot of time for so many dishes."
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He filled the rice, handed it to Cecil, and said, "Let's eat. It would be a pity if it gets cold."
Say and sit down at the table.
Originally, it was just to ease the atmosphere, but as soon as the food entered, Barnard was stunned.
As far as he knows, girls nowadays love to learn some dishes that look good but taste bad.
He thought Cecil was the same, but unexpectedly, it was unexpectedly delicious!
"Awesome, it's delicious."
Barnard sincerely admired.
At that time, I saw Cecil's character panel, and his virtue was evaluated as extremely high. He still had some doubts, but now there is no such thing.
Cecil smoothed the skirt behind him and sat down. When he heard this, his beautiful eyes suddenly brightened a little.
……
At this time, more than 300 kilometers from the surface of the space.
A monster passed by at a speed of 8 kilometers per second.
This is the International Space Station.
Downward, white clouds, grayish yellow continents and blue oceans on the earth's surface are clearly visible.
Two astronauts, wearing safety ropes, are conducting routine inspections outside the cabin, and their spacesuits are printed with the American flag.
"Robert, what do you think of that Russian woman?" Douglas asked with a smile.
Two people communicate on the radio.
"Of course it's good, but, Douglas, we'll have to wait until later. Now we're still living in the Russian cabin." Robert warned.
Recently, the American module in the International Space Station leaked air, so they had to move to the Russian module.
"No, this is just normal communication, normal communication, do you understand?" Douglas was laughing.
Robert was noncommittal: "You'd better keep these words for those Russian men. Get things done quickly, and let's go back quickly. "
"You are really a boring person." Douglas sighed, raised his head, and moved the safety rope.
Eyes also look away at this time, but this look, where he froze, no action.
"Next place." Robert shouted.
No one answered him.
"Douglas?" Robert looked puzzled, only to see him staring blankly at a certain place: "What's wrong with you?"
It took a long time for Douglas's hoarse and incredible voice to ring on the radio: "There ..."
"What?"
Robert looked in the direction that Douglas looked.
The sun cast a strong reflection on his mask.
Inside the spacesuit, Robert's eyes widened bit by bit:
“oh……mygod！”
I saw a huge body covered with black scales floating slowly in the dark and cold universe.