~： One hundred and fifty-eight.

(four more)

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host for speaking the classic lines of the king of comedy, getting a chance to draw, whether to start the lottery roulette."

"no."

The king of comedy is an evergreen tree movie by Star Lord. It is a world with a modern background. There is not much to be extracted. Yang Ming chose to give up naturally.

With this lucky draw opportunity, Yang Ming has already accumulated two lucky draw opportunities in his hand, and is planning to keep one big draw.

Currently, Yang Ming does not have a lottery thought, but stares directly at Sister Bao'er's melon seed face, under the thin long eyebrows, the beautiful eyelashes tremble.

He said the sentence "I raise you", which can be said to be from the heart.

Since these days, Sister Bao'er did not fight for fame or fortune, quietly doing things for him, even if he is a hard-hearted man, he will be touched, not to mention Yang Ming was not a person who was indifferent.

Perhaps, for Yang Ming's answer, Sister Bao'er was not mentally prepared. She was a little caught off guard, and her eyes dodged, but she dared not stare at Yang Ming.

The two of them instantly fell into a state of being speechless, and the atmosphere seemed a bit stalemate.

It took a long time for Sister Bao'er to raise her head. I don't know if it was Yang Ming's illusion, but she smiled when she saw Sister Bao'er.

Looking back at Bai Meisheng, Liugong Fandai has no color.

Once, Yang Ming thought that this sentence was fooling, but at this moment, Yang Ming wanted to give a thumbs-up to the poet Bai Juyi, because he jumped heartlessly.

This feeling is very wonderful and difficult to express in words.

There may be many reasons why a woman falls in love with a man, because a man is very good, looks handsome, has a good figure, a good family background, a low income, humor, and a wide range of friends.

But when a man falls in love with a woman, he often only needs one reason because his heart is moving.

Thinking of these days, Sister Bao'er always stayed in the quarter of the acre of the dormitory. Yang Ming had a little more guilt and apology and reached out to Sister Baoer, saying:

"Let's go for a walk."

Sister Baoer put one hand on Yang Ming's palm, Yang Ming put her fingers together and held her jade hand tightly, her skin was very smooth and soft, and there were no calluses for martial arts.

With a little effort, he pulled Sister Baoer from the bed.

The two walked out of Shrek Academy quietly without disturbing anyone.

Leaving the village and walking on the field path, the night is hazy outside, dotted with stars in the night sky, the breeze blowing with the fragrance of the rice field, gently patting on the face, it is very comfortable.

A little bit of fireflies were flying in the forest, and the sound of frogs was heard in the field. The sky was high and the sky was beautiful at night, which made people feel relaxed and happy.

Perhaps it was a long time since I came out to breathe. Sister Bao'er was extraordinarily lively today. While humming a joyous song, he danced rhythmically on the Qianmo Road, and Yang Ming could not see what kind of dance it was. Seductive.

Of course, with the appearance and figure of Sister Bao'er, as long as it is not an awkward dance, just dance some dances, it is all pleasing to the eyes.

Even the fireflies were infected by them. They flew out of the forest and turned around Sister Bao'er. The green light set off her like a fairy in the world.

Baby Feng spread his palms, these fireflies seemed to be psychic, and landed in her palms. She gently touched the small body of the fireflies with her fingertips. The little guy did not mean to fly away, but was still stubborn. Twisted his buttocks, he seemed unwilling to leave.

"Boss, look, these little guys are so cute."

Sister Baoer presented the fireflies to Yang Ming like a treasure, but it was surprising that once approaching Yang Ming, these lazy little guys fluttered the thin wings behind them uncomfortably, and flew away in fear.

Yang Ming looked embarrassed, rubbed his finger against the tip of his nose, and said:

"It seems that they hate me."

Perhaps I noticed that Yang Ming's mood was a little bit lost. In the next moment, Baby Feng did something that made Yang Ming a little stunned.

Baby Feng directly rolled up his sleeves and slapped towards the fireflies fan. The powerful force could not stand even the title Douluo, let alone these poor and helpless fireflies, they were directly killed by a slap fan.

Looking at the corpses of insects falling to the ground, Yang Ming wondered:

"Sister Bao'er, how did you kill them all?"

Baby Feng turned back, with a straightforward tone, with a strong local accent, saying:

"They make the boss feel bad, that is, swimming in the head of the mouth-Fen (dung) marching forward, not killing them, do they still keep them for the New Year?"

Yang Ming was a bit crying and laughing, but she didn't expect that Bao'er was so short-handed.

Having said that, Yang Ming feels very useful and has a feeling of being protected by his sister.

On both sides of the road, the rice fields were half-ripe, nearly one person tall, and the wind blew, and a burst of rice flowers smelled.

The two walked along the path all the way, aimlessly walking. They didn't know how far they had walked. They were tired after walking. They lay on the grass and looked up at the endless starry sky.

The two of them are shoulder to shoulder, and the legs are against the legs, they can feel the warmth from each other.

Baby Feng's silky smooth black hair, close to Yang Ming's ear, scratching him itchy, a good smell came from the side, making people think.

Yang Ming swallowed his throat, moistened his dry throat, and said nothing:

"Sister Bao'er, will you still blame me and call you to this world?"

"Boss, why should I blame you? You bought me five insurances and one gold, the salary is not low, and the work is still free. I now sleep every day until I wake up naturally. I feel very good."

"Then, have you ever thought about going to do something you like to do in the future?"

"If the boss can help me retrieve my lost memories, that's pretty good."

"What if I help you find your memory?"

"Ah, I didn't think about it. Probably, I will always follow the boss."

Yang Ming was silent.

In the world under one person, baby Feng has lost the memory of the past, which has caused her three views to be very different from ordinary people.

Yang Ming set a goal silently in his heart to help Baby Feng get back his memory.

Suddenly, Yang Ming felt a hot left hand, and a warm jade hand clenched his left hand.

Yang Ming looked sideways, seeing the baby Feng also looked over, their faces were only one finger long, and the breath exhaled hit each other's faces.

However, Yang Ming didn't see other emotions in Baby Feng's eyes. As always, it was like a quiet ancient well.

It seemed to have encouraged a lot of courage. Baby Feng blinked and asked:

"Boss, did you say you want to support me, is it true?"

"Of course, pearls are not so real!"

"Then I want..."

The night is drooping and the moon shines.