No one was ever willing to risk their lives for him. None of the little ones he used to raise ever came back after they grew up. Maybe some did, but they were all powerless to do so. Fang Hua, however, repaid him with his actions.
It's like someone who's gotten used to not receiving anything in return, and then suddenly one day they do, and the surprise is beyond words.
He couldn't sleep, so he used the dim light to draw Fang Hua's profile. Drawing is a very slow process, especially with Fang Hua's delicate little face. He had to be careful with every stroke, and he kept revising and correcting. In the end, he couldn't stay awake any longer and fell asleep on the table after only finishing half of the drawing.
When he woke up, he was still lying on the table. Fang Hua stared at him, her eyes following his movements up and down. His long eyelashes drooped down from time to time, like butterfly wings.
"You're awake." Fang Rong was a little embarrassed. "Are you hungry?"
He hasn't eaten all day; he must be hungry.
Fang Hua nodded almost inaudibly. He lay half-reclined on the bed, his rounded shoulders exposed, wrapped in gauze.
Fang Rong saw this, smiled slightly at him, and turned to go to the kitchen to prepare food for him.
Fang Hua is like a child; he loves sweets, lollipops, cakes, and milk.
To take care of him, Fang Rong specially made sweet and sour pork ribs.
No matter how many years have passed, the culture of food has continued. Stinky tofu, grilled squid, barbecue, and spicy hot pot are all snacks that have been found on the streets for thousands of years.
Of course, these snacks are no longer pure snacks. Because they are cheap, they are made from artificial meat or animals injected with hormones, which can grow up in a week.
I heard that a long, long time ago, animals ate grass and feed just like humans, so they grew very fat. Now they are all like inflated balloons, bland and tasteless, and it's impossible to find real, natural meat anymore.
It's a bit of a pity that Fang Rong regrets not being born in that era, otherwise she might have had more opportunities to show off her skills, since better ingredients are needed to make better dishes.
A simple home-style dish like sweet and sour pork ribs is even easier to make.
However, because the company has a duty room with a bed, and he is often on duty, he doesn't live at home often, so he doesn't have the materials.
There were two bottles of milk, still fresh. Fang Rong opened one and gave it to him, saying, "You drink this first, I'm going to buy vegetables."
Fang Hua didn't say anything. He was never picky about food and would eat whatever was given to him. He was very easy to feed.
However, Fang Rong was still a little worried. After all, this was Fang Hua's first time out and he had no understanding of the outside world. If he went out or was hit by something else, it could very well lead to a tragedy. So he specially turned on the 3D TV.
A variety show was playing on TV, featuring a glamorous woman dancing in a long white dress. Her body twisted to the extreme, and every movement exuded elegance and perfection.
Perhaps because it was his first time watching, Fang Hua was captivated by the people on TV. He finally stopped looking at Fang Rong and instead stared at the television.
The woman's face was obscured, but her demeanor was exceptionally refined, and she performed a peacock dance with remarkable skill.
There are already few women in this day and age, and this woman is so beautiful with a curvaceous figure, it's no wonder she attracts attention.
The market was nearby, and he figured Fang Rong would be back by the time she finished dancing, so he closed the door and left.
It rained sometime yesterday, and it's still a bit chilly outside. He wrapped his coat tighter and hurried into the market.
The market was very smelly, with all kinds of chicken, duck, fish and meat filling the small space. However, there were very few vegetables, because the spaceship had limited land and there wasn't much space to grow fresh vegetables. Most of them were greenhouse vegetables, irrigated with various nutrient solutions.
Even so, most families can't afford it and can only afford to eat it once or twice a month. On the contrary, various artificial meats are very popular. Even in 2180, Chinese people have not been able to get rid of hormone-injected chickens and ducks. Be careful when buying vegetables, or you may accidentally eat unclean meat.
Fang Hua is a carnivore and has never liked eating vegetables since he was a child, so he didn't buy many vegetables. He bought some pork ribs, one portion to make pork rib soup and the other portion to make sweet and sour pork ribs.
Sweet and sour pork ribs are sweet, so he should like them. Orcs don't like salty food; eating too much will cause them to become white-hot, turning their skin and fur white. However, Fang Hua is already white, so eating a little salt shouldn't be a problem for him.
He picked out a few shiitake mushrooms, which is a rare treat. Shiitake mushrooms are vegetables and are quite expensive. He was mainly worried that Fang Hua wouldn't like eating too much meat, as a balanced diet of meat and vegetables is the best approach.
When he returned, he heard a noise inside the house. He opened the door and saw that Fang Hua had already gotten up. He was standing in the middle of the room, wrapped in a white tablecloth, dancing along with the movements on the TV.
A shadow appeared on the wall, a shadow with slender eyes and three feathers on its head, like a peacock hidden in the darkness. Whether strolling in the forest or drinking from a spring, its feathers spread, shake, and dip in the water, every movement was exquisitely beautiful, a perfect imitation.
Whoosh!
The white gown suddenly unfurled, resembling a peacock spreading its tail. Fang Hua twisted her arms behind her back, forming a graceful arc, mimicking the dancers on television as she performed a curtain call.
His chest heaved, and the white bandages, slightly stained with blood, stood out starkly against his fair skin. His slender figure was perfectly displayed in the dance, even more beautiful than the dancers on television.
The peacock spreading its tail feathers is male by nature. Although the female's curves are more beautiful, Fang Hua is the most suitable person to dance it. Just like his talent, he can learn it in no time.
Snap! Snap! Snap!
Fang Rong applauded sincerely, cheering for him.
Fang Hua's usually calm face was slightly flushed, and damp sweat trickled down his forehead. His long eyelashes fluttered, and despite his youthful appearance, he possessed an unusual sexiness.
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