Xiaoyuwan two claws holding a small face, quietly watching this scene.
It's not sour.
It doesn't want sweet love at all.
However, here, it still wants to congratulate, its Lord God Father, this is happy to be a father, this careful effort, is to raise Qiao Yanran as a daughter.
Just now Qiao Yanran's mouth hasn't stopped. Now he's full, but Mo Ling is just busy and hasn't eaten yet.
He stretched out his hand and turned over the meat on the fire rack. When he saw that it had been roasted, he picked it up.
The skin is scorched and fragrant.
And sprinkled seasoning, looking at is full of appetite.
Qiao Yanran has been full, but the aroma of the barbecue has been to the tip of her nose, no, no, she should restrain some.
Well
I can't help it.
Then eat less and lose less.
"Well Xi Jing, what's the relationship between us now? " Mo Ling noticed her sight, tore off a small piece of roasted meat and blew it. When it was not hot, he handed it to her, "ah, open your mouth."
"Drink some water and stop choking."
Qiao Yan Ran ate a mouthful of meat, thought about it, and said solemnly: "what's the relationship? Of course, it's a good relationship.
A friend of life and death. "
Mo Ling
No.
This is not the result he wants.
"Well? Think about it again. " Mo Ling feeds the meat to her mouth, then temporarily changes direction and puts it in her mouth.
"The relationship between the employer and the Mercenary Captain."
Qiao Yanran Chuai understand when confused, not urgent not slow mouth way.
Mo Ling
Hum.
"Tell me a story."
Qiao Yanran looked up at the bright stars in the sky, yawned, put out her hand to cover the corners of her lips, and said sleepily.
Mo Ling thought seriously, "let's talk about what happened when I was picked up by the old stronghold leader when I was five years old."
This story is quite novel.
"Back then, as soon as I arrived in the stockade, I was very crowded, so I was assigned to the shabby firewood room in the stockade to have a rest.
It's OK on weekdays. When it rains, it's troublesome.
As soon as it rained, the roof of my house began to leak. That afternoon, I found that I didn't pay much attention to it, so I found a washbasin to get water.
It rained for several days.
My house, just like the water curtain cave, is raining heavily outside and moderately inside.
At the beginning, a washbasin was enough. Later, there were more and more rain leaks on the roof. I borrowed all the washbasins in the stockade.
Put a whole room, more than a dozen washbasins have to be used to receive water.
I didn't sleep well at that time. The next morning, I went to the steward in the stockade to help repair the roof.
And the man in charge of the business ignored me
At that time, water was leaking everywhere in the wood room, and there was water on the bed. It was not that I couldn't sleep, but that I couldn't sleep at night.
The floor of the Chaifang was not paved with bricks. It was full of clay that had been trampled on. But it was so soft after being soaked in water for several days.
If you step on the mud, you will sink into the wrist of your foot, and you can't move your foot at all.
Mo Ling said that with a smile, his face was a bit nostalgic, "I thought, this can't work, so I borrowed the ladder and planned to repair it by myself.
Who knows, I just went to the room, the whole person fell directly from the hole in the roof. "