Chapter 19

The leaves and branches are still carrying water. Qiao Yanran puts them in a place with good lighting to dry them for heating at night.

Qiao Yan Ran looked at the dirty hand and sighed. She was reduced to the step of picking up wasteland. His wife was too miserable.

After they finished, they sat in the valley with big eyes and small eyes.

Because of heavy schoolwork, they are busy on weekdays, but there is nothing to do here, they can only wait for the rescue quietly.

Qiao Yan Ran feels bored and looks up at Gu Ting on the other side.

Gu Ting sat on the ground with his legs crossed. The soft sunshine hit him. He had a good sense of peace.

He can really sit.

Qiao Yanran kicks the scattered stones on the ground with her toes. Her eyes suddenly shine. She returns to the cave and finds a diary and a carbon pen that Gu Ting carries.

They can also play cards.

Qiao Yanran happily came out, sat down beside Gu Ting, and poked him with the nib, "Gu Ting, I'll use your pen."

Gu Ting opened his eyes and glanced at the pen and paper in Qiao Yanran's hand, eh.

Qiao Yanran heard that he agreed. After counting the pages of the diary, she cut the diary and wrote the corresponding number on each piece of paper.

Soon, a fresh set of playing cards came out.

Qiao Yanran shuffled the cards and divided them into two piles, one in front of him and the other in front of him. "Gu Ting, let's play cat fishing. The loser should draw a little turtle on his face."

Kitten fishing game is very simple, that is, everyone takes half of the card, two people continue to play cards, if the card, meet the same card as above, you can eat all the cards, until the other side has no card.

"Good."

Gu Ting agreed.

He opened a card with his long finger and saw the font on it. Her handwriting was clear and generous, her pen was clear and fluent, her strength was strong, and she was very flexible. At first glance, she knew that her Kung Fu was not shallow, even better than that of many calligraphers.

It's hard to imagine that the word came from a high school student.

Gu Ting took a deep look at her and said with a smile, "your handwriting is beautiful, smart and powerful."

Qiao Yanran heard his words, more or less with emotion.

Since she was a child, her handwriting has been ugly, which is a little better than dog climbing. She has been writing for 10000 years, and this word can hold hands at last.

Qiao Yanran won the first game because of her good luck.

Her lips raised a good-looking radian, holding a carbon pen in her hand, excitedly said: "put your head over quickly, I'll draw a little turtle for you!"

Gu Ting looked at her childish face, shook his head and put his head in front of her.

Qiao Yanran grabs the back of his head with her left hand and draws a cartoon turtle on his face with the other hand. She looks serious.

The distance between the two is very close, Gu Ting can even see the tiny hair on her face.

In fact, her bony appearance is quite good. Her eyebrow bone is three-dimensional, which sets off her eyes more deeply and vividly. Her nose is high and her facial features are very neat.

Unfortunately, the skin is not very good If can recuperate well, let blain blain disappear go down of words, affirmation can be a big beauty.

Qiao Yanran has finished painting.

She looked at the black cartoon turtle on Gu Ting's face, nodded with satisfaction and put away the carbon pen.

Gu Ting took out his mobile phone and looked at the tortoise that occupied half of his face. Needless to say, the tortoise was quite similar to the real one.

He didn't have too much competitive heart. He just looked at Wang Yanran's complacent appearance and wanted to play again.