Night God Wing looked at someone with a stunned expression, "That trap will automatically open in two hours, and I'll take you out." ” Mo Chengcheng noticed that there was still a man in an assassin robe next to him, in the bright sun, at that moment, she suddenly felt in a trance, feeling that his sitting posture was very similar to the night god wings, and then rubbed her eyes, the assassin robe silver mask, her voice was hoarse, it was Lonely City, she scratched the back of her head embarrassedly, "Thank you" "You're welcome."
"I'm really causing you trouble when I'm sleeping like that as the president."
"The president is gracious." “” The two of them excused each other for a long time.
Mo Chengcheng scratched his ears and cheeks embarrassedly again.
Then she got up and looked around, and the endless forest made her feel dazed.
"Where is this?"
"Mid-mountain, forest." forest Mo Chengcheng walked more than a dozen steps, and sure enough, he saw that the Twilight Villa was halfway up the mountain, and the Twilight Villa in the sun had a simple and deep taste, not as eerie as the night.
"When will we be able to go down" "Don't go down for a while, the villa is now sending people to look for people around the Undercity, probably trying to find us.
Wait for the limelight to pass before going out," Nightshade told a little lie The real Ding was stolen, Twilight Hills didn't care at all, and the Undercity wasn't so messy No one was looking for either of them.
He just didn't want to go down the mountain with her, and the atmosphere was so wonderful when he was alone.
Mo Chengcheng didn't know a man's little abacus, and he thought stupidly in his heart, if he can't go down the mountain now, then honestly avoid the limelight.
Who made himself weak now?
She looked at the forest and said very seriously.
"Are you hungry or not, I'm good at making barbecue" In the end, when people took her to escape, it was reasonable and reasonable, and she had to repay her well "Not hungry."
As a result, the two words in response to her were particularly striking.
Mo Qingcheng gritted his teeth, glared at him, and said seriously: "You haven't eaten for so long, you must be very hungry."
For your sake, I'll be a good person to the end, and I'll make you a barbecue."
The taste of cutting your teeth every minute seems to say, you dare to refuse to give Lao Tzu a try this time Don't think anyone can eat Lao Tzu's barbecue You'd better give some face.
That vicious tone made the night god wing cry and laugh, and he wanted to agree, but he couldn't.
He pointed to the hot weather, and the dry forest.
"It's dry, beware of forest fires."
One sentence makes Mo Chengcheng like a frosted eggplant.
Although the mountains are still cool, it is the height of summer, and any small fire can cause a huge fire At this moment, the city of silence is very nostalgic for the night god wings.
It would be nice if he were That guy must be very comfortable sitting next to him, like a natural refrigerator Just when her face was hot and sweaty, how could Night God Wing not be depressed.
Knowing that she was afraid of heat, she sat against the big banyan tree, her face was hot and sweaty, and she especially wanted to release some cold to make her comfortable, but her identity would be exposed The whole city of hot silence was lazy, lying in the shade of the trees.
Lazily asked.
"What to eat then" "Why do you keep thinking about eating?"
This is something that Nightgod Tsubasa has never understood, the feeling that she can eat a cow anytime and anywhere.
"I'm Hungry" The starving ghost shouted as if he were reincarnated.
"How hungry."
"Pretty hungry."
Mo Chengcheng rolled his eyes, hating to stare at the man next to him to the sky.
I saw her half-leaning against the banyan tree, stroking her lower abdomen.
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