Chapter 583

The sky is very blue, very blue, and the sky is also very high, very high.

One or two small clouds are floating, and the clear air and wind in autumn look up from the ground, like the Blue Tower leading to the highest part of the sky,

the wheat field field is a country road with ruts on the slope of the square field. People can't help but want to hum the scenery of ballads. If you look at it, you can see far and far away.

Streams, bridges, rivers of numerous branches nourish the agriculture on this vast plain. Farmers bow up and down in the wheat field, high horses pulling carriages stop in the clear water, snoring and drinking water,

on the roof of the shed covered with soft wool blanket, young people and young women are basking in the sun with fishing rods.

Italy does not know where the morning is, sunny and bright.

I don't know what it's made of. The wool blanket is greasy and soft that Ling has never felt before. Under the skirt of pure white pleated lace, her slender legs in black stockings exchange and sway. She lies on it with her hands on her cheek, leaning her head,

looking at her lying flat and basking in the sun, she tells herself that it can fully absorb ultraviolet rays, and it is easier to cooperate with light like sunflowers Fang ran asked:

"Fang ran, can you catch fish like this

But to be honest, girls always feel that compared with sunflowers, young people with lazy breath in front of them are more like dried fish pickled and dried by farmers to keep them from spoiling.

"Relax... Heart... Ah, that's an automatic fishing rod from future technology ~..."

she was lying on the pillow of a beautiful girl with coke, potato chips and chocolate beside her. Then she lay flat on her back and her eyes were not open. Her voice was stretched because of her laziness.

After that rainy night, it seems that we should be more relaxed when we get along with each other. The real people are not only girls,

but also a certain slim ran (laughter).

"The fish will automatically hook ~ ~"

in fact, for the first time, however, she completely deviated and replied. Ling looked suspiciously at the two metal fishing rods inserted beside them. Although she felt something was wrong, she still chose to believe in Fang ran,

because in these two days, no matter whether you can see the "board" in which someone is acting, or It's a small "cylinder" that can be carried around with you at the click of a button. In the carriage that has become their mobile residence,

Fang ran out all kinds of magic objects that Ling could not imagine, which made her marvel at the convenience and deep interest in it.

"Is technology so powerful in the future? Well, what you told me yesterday about your time is really amazing. You can see people far away without going out, and you will take... Um... Cars when you go out?"

Ling thought for a while before she remembered the meaning of "car". Her pale golden pupils flashed, her black and white gorgeous Gothic skirt spread out on the blanket. She was wearing black stockings, which made people want to hold her little feet up. She was lying beside Fang ran and looked at his side face curiously.

"Well... Yes, yo ~ ~"

and then she responded that she was still a disabled voice line of young lazy cancer.

The girl was not happy with her mouth, and then she held him gently with both hands:

"get up, Fang ran, get up quickly, don't look like an old man."

"Ah, no, it's not time to get on the road yet..."

Fang ran had a Buddha like smile on her face, and she didn't have the slightest intention to shake herself.

Finally, Ling pursed her lips and sat up. Although there was nothing on her delicate little face, she was staring at the lazy bug in front of her in her big eyes.

Then, when she was in the sun, she suddenly felt that she was sinking, and a slender and soft body sprang up,

maybe there was not enough nutrition before. In a word, the girl who is developing is lying on his body, and the girl is clinging to her soft touch from her chest. When a pleasant smell wafts into her nose, her light blond hair droops Where is the itching feeling...

startled, the moment I opened my eyes, I was shocked to find that what I was looking at was Ling's delicate face pasted to her face.

"Fang ran, get up quickly."

The pupil of light gold has never been so close to each other for a moment. Less than 20 cm, which is supposed to be a special relationship, can only feel the girl's shallow breath in front of her.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

Then a certain "sloth" completely can't sit still, sit up in a panic!

First of all, I was forced for a moment, then I heaved a long sigh.

"Alas..."

although she was very happy to see the girl no longer gentle and quiet, she also felt a headache. She sighed and taught with grief, and passed under her knee to hold her like a baby.

"I said, Ling, a girl can't just throw herself at others. As a lady, she's elegant! Be elegantIn fact, they are all trying to cover up their old faces.

"A hundred years later, will it be cars?"

Fang ran didn't listen to Fang Ran's nagging words like a long winded old father. Ling sat beside him curiously and asked what she wanted to know most.

"It's basically true, because in our time, people used to go out by car. A hundred years later, cars were not only used in military warfare."

After clearing her throat and trying to transfer the embarrassment of feeling the softness of the girl's body, Fang ran solemnly replied,

without realizing that Ling had mastered the easiest way to deal with him.

It seems that every woman can easily grasp Fang Ran's weakness. It's a sad fact.

"What an incredible world..."

listening to Fang Ran's affirmative reply, she imagined such a world, and Ling was slightly distracted. Her appearance made Fang ran smile and show her hands:

"if you want to say that, Ling, your era is quite incredible to me."

"Why, shouldn't that be history for you?"

Ling was a little puzzled and listened to Fang ran, but she didn't quite understand what he meant.

"It's just because of the past that I feel incredible..."

I touched her head subconsciously. In fact, Fang ran wanted to rub Ling's light gold fluffy hair for a long time, but I didn't have the courage to take pictures of her Majesty's eroticism and aura.

"At this time, Einstein, Madame Curie, Tesla, Roosevelt, Churchill and even Hitler, all of whom were written in my history textbook, are still alive."

"Are they all good?"

Listen to Fang ran say one name after another, Ling frowned and found that she had never heard of anyone.

"Yes, they are very powerful. Even if the last one is all, otherwise they will not be written into history and remembered by the vast majority of people."

Fang ran grabbed his head and said, to tell the truth, when he thought of those historical celebrities he had only seen in books, and still living in the present world without knowing which corner of the world, he was no less incredible than Ling.

"But I still think the car is better."

"(; ~ (дддддддддддддддддддддддддддддддддд咐дд和 The car went to... "

but it was forgotten after it was blown up...

in other words, the Ferrari also used a lot of its own magic energy (sweat...)

" Oh

Hearing this sentence, Ling immediately opened her eyes in disbelief, and her words stopped as if she was saying, "why don't you take me?" she sat up and looked at Fang ran,

but soon, Ling remembered that night, when the light came to her, she suddenly hugged her youth, raised her head in the rainy night with blood in her mouth, shook her head slightly, and asked again with worry in her eyes“ Fang ran, is your injury not painful? "

Looking at the worry in the girl's eyes, Fang ran pretended to be embarrassed and laughed:

"that's OK. It's good for a long time."

"Deception, you obviously vomited blood at that time."

Ling looked at him in disbelief and shook her head.

"Ah... That..."

just like being told by a girl, Fang Ran's face showed a slight embarrassment of being punctured. He scratched his cheek with his fingertip and said in a silent sweat:

"that was actually I bit my tongue..."

I coughed quickly and got up, and Fang Ran's face was flying and smelly and showing off with Ling:

" "Cough... In a word, you can see how strong I was that night. Even if the rain stopped instantly, it was no more than a ring of my fingers. How could I be hurt by those dregs that were not grade C at best."

"Really?"

Thinking of the unparalleled sense of security she got from the youth that night, Ling was a little bit convinced. She looked at him in a low voice and rubbed her hair, then she just laughed at her and nodded her head vigorously:

"well, really."

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