Chapter 1381

Name:My Guardian Mr Bo Author:Fu Jiu
Because most of the drivers of these cars are European soldiers who carry guns to fire, kill, rob and take away slave labor.

After Leng Jue took her to the car, the car went out of the dust, far away from the dirty and mixed place just now.

"You used to be in the Middle East and now you're in Sierra Leone. Are you here to play? What do you want to do?" Leng Jue didn't hold back and asked directly.

Gu Liang slightly pick eyebrows, she thought he could bear it again.

However, he said, do you want to answer him correctly?

Gu Liang gave him an address and said that he had something left there. After asking for it back, he would know why she came.

The car was parked in a street pawnshop.

Leng Jue sat in the car and watched her figure disappear into the pawnshop. She was worried about whether she would just run away.

That's very kind of him.

Just when Leng Jue was about to get off the bus, the figure came out. She was wearing a vest, a jacket, hot pants, black boots, a backpack and a small bag hanging on her chest.

With a camera in her hand, she saw a skinny little black boy sitting in a corner of the street begging. She seemed to go up to take a picture of him, but she hesitated and took a bag of compressed biscuits from her back backpack and handed it to him.

And then take pictures of him.

Leng Jue looks at this scene from a distance. She is slightly surprised. It seems that she is so indifferent and knows that she will care about the life and death of a child.

After all, from her can spit humiliating his male dignity, no technology and so on.

But looking at her with the camera?

At this time, Gu Liang came over, and her cheek was inevitably stained with some dust. She handed the camera to him, "here you are. It's all in it."

This is equally ambiguous.

All the things in this camera are taken by her, but many things are meaningful, but people who don't understand will only think those are simple photos.

"What are you? Are you a photographer, a war photographer?"

Leng Jue looks at some photos at random and looks at her. The more she looks, the more likely she feels. Because she feels like a woman full of fresh cells full of literature and art, she likes to travel and take pictures.

Gu Liang raised his eyebrows and did not admit or refute.

This is also her ambiguous purpose, she did not lie to him, everything is his own conjecture, in fact, his own guess, it is easy to make him more convinced.

Since he is so curious about himself, is this time enough for him?

So he can focus less on her.

After all, the storm she wants to set off here has not officially started, so she can't leave so soon.

"There's nothing wrong with your love of photography, but this kind of place is still too dangerous." Leng Jue only thought she was acquiescence, shaking her head and frowning.

"I won't blame you if you don't understand. After all, what everyone pursues is different."

Gu Liang is light and fluttering, saying carelessly.

Leng Jue said:

Is he rejected again?

How does it seem like you're still mentally rejected?

Although Sierra Leone is basically full of blood, there are "normal" places with a large area. In fact, the traffic is very inconvenient. Leng Jue temporarily lives in a resort in front of the unpolluted original beach, which is 50 kilometers long www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!