Chapter 542

A woman as dazzling as a rose, a man as determined as iron, has been in the habit of enjoying afternoon tea together for many years.

The white dove symbolizes freedom and peace. They fly over high mountains and waterfalls, over rivers and valleys, and freely spread their wings in the sky. The birds continue to fly higher. On the other side of the city, there is a barren area under construction.

The white dove, who is flapping its wings, suddenly tilts. The wind that used to flow along its feathers turns into a chain in an instant, cutting off its neck. The beautiful white dove just falls from the sky.

Mingyu and Moka are squatting in a corner. They are surprised to see a clump of emerald green and pink in the corner.

"It's incredible." Moka said in surprise.

"Yes, I didn't expect that the boss would be able to sit here and change the geology here." Mingyu nodded and spoke cautiously, for fear that it would shatter the life on the land.

Corner is, a bunch of pink flowers are trying to stretch out.

"If there's anything to look at, it's just a broken flower." A man in a straw hat was making a fire with his back to them.

What a broken flower, Mingyu is going to retort, turned to see the man's action, changed, "what are you doing?"

"Cooking dinner." Mingqing pulls the straw hat, looks at the two women in front of him, reaches for a dead pigeon, shakes it and shows it to them. He is proud of himself. Does he think he can't eat you if he flies high? How naive!

Mingyu looked at the familiar square, and the pigeon flying on it died so miserably. Suddenly, she wailed: "Mingqing, you can eat the pigeon, too. This is the pigeon flying on the square. Give it back to me!" Then he rushed forward with his long claws and said, "come back, I'm going to bury it."

Mingyu rushed to half of his body and made a sudden pause, then he fell forward unconsciously. Ming Qingcai, regardless of Ming Yu's roar, has already begun to pluck the birds' hair. Only an idiot can bury the dinner he has managed to get. What do we eat?

Mingyu didn't fall down and fell into one of her arms. After catching the man, Moka threw him aside. Then he calmly took back his hand and looked at Mingqing with a smile, "half a man."

"Whatever. I'll see which bird doesn't have long eyes coming. I want to go back and have a good meal. Instant noodles are OK." Mingqing grilled the bird in the fire, pouring bitter water.

"Well? It's like something's coming. " Moka pointed to the bottom and said with a smile.

"What is it? Not enough brain? I hate it most... " Mingqing eyes appear bloody brilliance, face languid smile is still unchanged, "dinner time was disturbed."

As soon as he finished, a huge shadow suddenly jumped out of the ground. Ming Qingtou was too lazy to return. He kept looking at the barbecue in his hand for fear that it would be burnt accidentally.

As soon as the shadow jumped into the air, it suddenly found in horror that the air around it seemed to have solidified, making it unable to move. In the next second split that moment, we found that it is not the air solidification, but the body has something invisible to lock it, in the next second turned into a sharp blade to tear it to pieces.

"It's all impolite." The corpses fell from the sky, which did not affect Mingqing's interest in barbecue.

"What is this?" Moka also puzzled to ask a way, "this strange shape, also don't look like before those biochemistry person."

"Whatever it is, if you dare to grab food from me, you'll die." Mingqing said maliciously.

"Ah, Mingqing, did you put salt in?" Moka looked at Mingqing and looked at the meat in his hand. He suddenly thought of a very serious problem.

"Where can I get the salt at this time, or you can cry a few tears?" Ming Qing rolled her eyes.

White clouds and blue sky, rare fine weather. The small wild flowers in the corner continue to grow hard, towards the sky and sunshine it yearns for.

Standing in sister Sami's big garden, looking up at the sky full of dark clouds, holding a wooden spoon. What's going on? It was fine just now. Why is it going to rain soon?

"Is it going to rain?" When it rained, there was no need to water the flowers. Then he turned to look at the flowers and studied the rain with a pair of eyes. He sighed helplessly, "rain, it's going to rain soon. Don't play there!"

"It's not rain." She put a bucket of water in front of her and scooped up a scoop of water. "It seems that something has come."

I scratch my head! "Don't worry, those things can't get in"

"that's true." Sister Shami smiles, but now there are many experts from all walks of life,

I look up at the lightning in the sky, "it seems that there is another storm."

"Are you going out again?" Shami found that the girl in front of her seemed a little different from before. In the past, no matter who said or called, she would stay at home and would not go out. Now when she went out, she couldn't see anyone for several days. I don't know whether it's good or bad.

"Well, one of Mr. Qingshui's guests, Mr. Qingshui is still beautiful, so he entrusted it to me." I answered with a smile."Then you have to be careful. I heard it's not easy. Mr. Qingshui was injured." Shami told me not to worry.

"Well, I see." It seems nothing. Come to see what's interesting about the stone of sister Sami's house. By the way, help sister Sami water her flowers. When she left, sister Sami gave me a handful of flowers of the season.

Forget about the next day. Maybe Mingyu will be back this evening. I don't know what's going on over there. Sister Shami says that something is coming, if those guys want to come. The first one to pass is No.3 street. I don't know what happened to them.

I turned to look out the window. It was sunny outside. It was morning. I reached out and broke my little paws around me. I got up. Then I moved Xiao Hei, who could run in the middle of the night, into the quilt, pulled the cuddling bear and put it into the arms of the rain.

The children are still sleeping, sleeping very well. I lean over the rain and kiss my face. Then I change my clothes and get up to go out. This kind of life is very dull and I like it very much. But I also know that this kind of life is not long. In the near future, new challenges will come. How does the attitude of living feel like playing a game? It's like playing a copy when you go out to pick up work.

Breakfast is a simple sandwich to heat milk. It's rare to get up early and help Bai Ya make breakfast together. While Bai Ya was cooking porridge, I went to the breakfast shop to buy some steamed stuffed buns and fried dough sticks. How can I eat only sandwiches and milk for breakfast.