Chapter 771: 771
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There's a big temperature difference between day and night. It's a little cold without a fire.
They sat down around the campfire and had dinner.
"What happened to your neck?"
Qiao Yanran's eyes were sharp. She saw a deep purple red mark on Mo Ling's white neck. The shape was very suspicious. She touched her chin and said.
She didn't notice it before.
When did you get this print on?
Mo Ling, who was adding firewood, felt her neck with her eyes.
Hiss -
is still in pain.
"Bitten by a little dog."
Mo Ling hooked the angle of lips, some funny way.
Qiao Yanran:
If he says it's a bird or something, and there's credibility, what dog, what dog can jump so high? Jump up and bite?
Xiaoyuwan secretly poked his mouth and said: "Joe, have you forgotten? Last night, you fell asleep on Mo Ling's shoulder -
you are probably a dog, and you bit someone else. 】
Qiao Yanran: [...] 】
bite?
She was so sleepy last night that she didn't remember at all.
"OK, you still scold me in different ways. I'll see how I deal with you." Qiao Yanran stood up, grabbed a handful of soil from the ground and directly raised it.
Get up in a hurry.
He arched his hand and solemnly said, "nvxia, please forgive me. It's a small mistake. You have a lot of money, so please let me know, eh?"
"It's late."
Qiao Yanran put her hand into the ash pile and wiped it on Mo Ling's face.
Mo Ling raised his hand and wiped his face. He took a look at the black ash on his hand and pulled his lips to smile. His smile was helpless and indulgent.
Xiaoyu Wan 】
it has a headache and pinches its eyebrows.
Qiao Qiao has lived for more than 10000 years. Sometimes he has a steady temperament, sometimes he is skinny and naive, and he is fussy, like a little boy.
However -
in heaven, the life span of foxes is generally long, and it's really not big in their 10000's.
Qiao Yanran sat back on the futon beside the campfire. She saw that the little sweet potatoes on the fire were almost baked. She was just about to reach for them.
"Dirty, wash your hands before eating."
Mo Ling grabs her wrist and twists her eyebrows.
Qiao Yanran:
The sweet potato is baked on this fire, and the outer layer of skin is already burnt black. Even if you wash your hands and touch the sweet potato, your hands are still black.
What's more, she eats sweet potatoes instead of skin. She only eats the sweet potato heart inside.
It's better to wash them together when you're finished, and save some effort.
Xiaoyu Wan 】
I'm so lazy.
His father is diligent and clean.
Mo Ling takes out the kettle from the storage ring, pours the water, and carefully rinses her hands. After she is sure to clean them, she takes a towel to wipe her hands clean.
He took the hand oil again and spread it on her hand after the palm of her hand melted. "It's cold now, and it's dry in this secret place. You have to apply hand oil well to keep moisture."
It's about people.
Qiao Yanran this time out, storage ring, things put full, what pots and pans are quite complete.
But she didn't bring any rouge.
Not to mention hand oil.
"Eat, be careful of hot hands." Mo Ling carefully rubbed her hand oil, sat down beside the campfire, took down the small sweet potato, tore off the black skin and handed it to her.
"That's good."
Qiao Yanran leaned on Mo Ling's shoulder and had enough to eat and drink.
Mo Ling took a handkerchief and gently wiped her lips.
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There's a big temperature difference between day and night. It's a little cold without a fire.
They sat down around the campfire and had dinner.
"What happened to your neck?"
Qiao Yanran's eyes were sharp. She saw a deep purple red mark on Mo Ling's white neck. The shape was very suspicious. She touched her chin and said.
She didn't notice it before.
When did you get this print on?
Mo Ling, who was adding firewood, felt her neck with her eyes.
Hiss -
is still in pain.
"Bitten by a little dog."
Mo Ling hooked the angle of lips, some funny way.
Qiao Yanran:
If he says it's a bird or something, and there's credibility, what dog, what dog can jump so high? Jump up and bite?
Xiaoyuwan secretly poked his mouth and said: "Joe, have you forgotten? Last night, you fell asleep on Mo Ling's shoulder -
you are probably a dog, and you bit someone else. 】
Qiao Yanran: [...] 】
bite?
She was so sleepy last night that she didn't remember at all.
"OK, you still scold me in different ways. I'll see how I deal with you." Qiao Yanran stood up, grabbed a handful of soil from the ground and directly raised it.
Get up in a hurry.
He arched his hand and solemnly said, "nvxia, please forgive me. It's a small mistake. You have a lot of money, so please let me know, eh?"
"It's late."
Qiao Yanran put her hand into the ash pile and wiped it on Mo Ling's face.
Mo Ling raised his hand and wiped his face. He took a look at the black ash on his hand and pulled his lips to smile. His smile was helpless and indulgent.
Xiaoyu Wan 】
it has a headache and pinches its eyebrows.
Qiao Qiao has lived for more than 10000 years. Sometimes he has a steady temperament, sometimes he is skinny and naive, and he is fussy, like a little boy.
However -
in heaven, the life span of foxes is generally long, and it's really not big in their 10000's.
Qiao Yanran sat back on the futon beside the campfire. She saw that the little sweet potatoes on the fire were almost baked. She was just about to reach for them.
"Dirty, wash your hands before eating."
Mo Ling grabs her wrist and twists her eyebrows.
Qiao Yanran:
The sweet potato is baked on this fire, and the outer layer of skin is already burnt black. Even if you wash your hands and touch the sweet potato, your hands are still black.
What's more, she eats sweet potatoes instead of skin. She only eats the sweet potato heart inside.
It's better to wash them together when you're finished, and save some effort.
Xiaoyu Wan 】
I'm so lazy.
His father is diligent and clean.
Mo Ling takes out the kettle from the storage ring, pours the water, and carefully rinses her hands. After she is sure to clean them, she takes a towel to wipe her hands clean.
He took the hand oil again and spread it on her hand after the palm of her hand melted. "It's cold now, and it's dry in this secret place. You have to apply hand oil well to keep moisture."
It's about people.
Qiao Yanran this time out, storage ring, things put full, what pots and pans are quite complete.
But she didn't bring any rouge.
Not to mention hand oil.
"Eat, be careful of hot hands." Mo Ling carefully rubbed her hand oil, sat down beside the campfire, took down the small sweet potato, tore off the black skin and handed it to her.
"That's good."
Qiao Yanran leaned on Mo Ling's shoulder and had enough to eat and drink.
Mo Ling took a handkerchief and gently wiped her lips.
There's a big temperature difference between day and night. It's a little cold without a fire. They sat down around the campfire and had dinner. "What happened to your neck?" Qiao Yanran's eyes were sharp. She saw a deep purple red mark on Mo Ling's white neck. The shape was very suspicious. She touched her chin and said. She didn't notice it before. When did you get this print on? Mo Ling, who was adding firewood, felt her neck with her eyes. Hiss - is still in pain. "Bitten by a little dog." Mo Ling hooked the angle of lips, some funny way. Qiao Yanran: If he says it's a bird or something, and there's credibility, what dog, what dog can jump so high? Jump up and bite? Xiaoyuwan secretly poked his mouth and said: "Joe, have you forgotten? Last night, you fell asleep on Mo Ling's shoulder - you are probably a dog, and you bit someone else. Qiao Yanran: ... bite? She was so sleepy last night that she didn't remember at all. "OK, you still scold me in different ways. I'll see how I deal with you." Qiao Yanran stood up, grabbed a handful of soil from the ground and directly raised it. Get up in a hurry. He arched his hand and solemnly said, "nvxia, please forgive me. It's a small mistake. You have a lot of money, so please let me know, eh?" "It's late." Qiao Yanran put her hand into the ash pile and wiped it on Mo Ling's face. Mo Ling raised his hand and wiped his face. He took a look at the black ash on his hand and pulled his lips to smile. His smile was helpless and indulgent. Xiaoyu Wan it has a headache and pinches its eyebrows. Qiao Qiao has lived for more than 10000 years. Sometimes he has a steady temperament, sometimes he is skinny and naive, and he is fussy, like a little boy. However - in heaven, the life span of foxes is generally long, and it's really not big in their 10000's. Qiao Yanran sat back on the futon beside the campfire. She saw that the little sweet potatoes on the fire were almost baked. She was just about to reach for them. "Dirty, wash your hands before eating." Mo Ling grabs her wrist and twists her eyebrows. Qiao Yanran: The sweet potato is baked on this fire, and the outer layer of skin is already burnt black. Even if you wash your hands and touch the sweet potato, your hands are still black. What's more, she eats sweet potatoes instead of skin. She only eats the sweet potato heart inside. It's better to wash them together when you're finished, and save some effort. Xiaoyu Wan I'm so lazy. His father is diligent and clean. Mo Ling takes out the kettle from the storage ring, pours the water, and carefully rinses her hands. After she is sure to clean them, she takes a towel to wipe her hands clean. He took the hand oil again and spread it on her hand after the palm of her hand melted. "It's cold now, and it's dry in this secret place. You have to apply hand oil well to keep moisture." It's about people. Qiao Yanran this time out, storage ring, things put full, what pots and pans are quite complete. But she didn't bring any rouge. Not to mention hand oil. "Eat, be careful of hot hands." Mo Ling carefully rubbed her hand oil, sat down beside the campfire, took down the small sweet potato, tore off the black skin and handed it to her. "That's good." Qiao Yanran leaned on Mo Ling's shoulder and had enough to eat and drink. Mo Ling took a handkerchief and gently wiped her lips.
