Chapter Forty-Seven: Goodbye Zhou Fan

"Where have you been? People have been looking for you for a long time, and they have asked Zhou Zishan and they said they don't know. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" Zhou Fanfan almost wiped his tears, and he kept saying that Mo Ling was too worry-free.

Mo Ling frowned, and gently pushed away the girl who was holding her, she knew that the woman in front of her was her friend, but she didn't like physical contact with people: "I just had something fall on a stone room above, and I just went back to look for it." ”

"Is that really the case?" watched Mo Ling push herself away, and asked suspiciously, how did she feel that Mo Ling was different?

…… Mo Ling didn't know how to answer for a moment.

"Well, why are you still stunned, it's time to come over for dinner. A voice broke the current embarrassing situation in time and saved Mo Ling from being speechless.

"Got something to eat? I'm here. As soon as he heard about eating, Zhou Fanfan's eyes lit green, completely forgetting his previous question, and as soon as he grabbed Mo Ling's hand, he squeezed towards the middle of the crowd.

Mo Ling followed behind Zhou Fanfan, looking at the slightly fleshy hands pulling him tightly, this time he didn't break away, perhaps, it should be changed.

When they came to the middle of the crowd, the people around them saw that it was Mo Ling, and they all politely gave way.

"Ah Mo, I heard someone say it just now, you are so amazing, even the zombies in the coffin were turned into scum by you in seconds, I really admire you more and more. Zhou Fanfan also noticed the expressions of the people around him, and said to Mo Ling with envy.

"It's just a coincidence. Mo Ling responded indifferently, without a trace of arrogance.

"There are so many coincidences. Zhou Pan pouted, only saying that Mo Ling was modest. But for a moment, he was attracted by the scene in front of him, and Mo Ling secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

In front of it was a makeshift open-air kitchen, a large copper pot was set up on a pile of charcoal fire, Qing Qi was stirring in the pot with a soup spoon, and Zhou Fanfan on the side was about to salivate when he saw it.

Seeing this, Mo Ling hurriedly left the girl next to him and walked towards Qingqi.

"Mo Ling, are you back?" Qing Qi smiled kindly when he saw that it was Mo Ling.

"Well, something was left out there, so I went to look for it. Mo Lingyan used his previous excuse and told a small lie.

"By the way, where did you get this copper pot?" Mo Ling couldn't help but ask curiously, looking at the big pot of porridge that was bubbling with mist bubbling inside.

"This, you have a good eye, take a closer look, where is this copper pot, it's obviously a gold pot, okay?" Qing Qi took a big spoon and scooped a spoonful into the bowl for Zhou Fan, and handed it over, on the way, his eyebrows were flirtatious, and he glanced at Mo Ling with a smile in his eyes, with his handsome appearance, that appearance was really sultry, and the little girls on the side blushed with shame.

And Mo Ling was still expressionless, and glanced at the pot again: "Stolen from the main tomb?" Such a conspicuous pot, but I haven't seen anyone bring it, and I don't need to think about it to know where it came from.

"Ahem, how can you say stealing, this is just borrowing from the tomb owner in danger, and the scholar only borrows, not stealing. Maybe it's a rare relaxation, Qingqi also made a joke.

"you, you beat that tomb master like that, are you sure people will borrow you?" Zhou Fanfan, who was gobbling up on the side, raised his head from the bowl, rolled his eyes, and despised Qing Qi from head to toe.

"Eat as soon as you eat, talk nonsense, and be careful not to add food to you. Qing Qi flicked a brain crash in his hand, Zhou Fanpan covered his head and glared at him with a resentful face, and finally shut up and succumbed to Qing Qi's obscenity, after all, appetite is important.

Qing Qi saw that Zhou Fanfan was silent, smiled, made a bowl of porridge and handed it to Mo Ling, and thoughtfully put a paper towel at the bottom of the bowl, afraid that her hands would be hot: "Eat quickly, you must be hungry after a day of traveling." ”

Mo Ling took it, scooped it with a small spoon and put it in his mouth, and suddenly a sense of satisfaction filled the entire taste buds, and the fragrance of the food surrounded his mouth: "It's really good, what's in it?" raised his head in surprise, he hadn't eaten hot food for a long time, and he didn't know if it was because his stomach was easy to satisfy now, or if there was a chef hiding in his team.

"It's nothing, the current situation can only be improvised, there is no rice, I crushed the compressed biscuits and cooked them with ham sausages, but unfortunately there are no good condiments, so I can only make it." Qing Qi said modestly.

"How can you call it improvisation, it's already great, okay? It's almost time to open a restaurant. Zhou Fanfan had a lot of food wrapped in his mouth, and he slurred his words to say that it was really delicious.

"Thank you so much for cheering, but please empty your mouth first next time you speak, it's almost in the pot, are you going to eat the rest?"

"Ahem, if you really want to do that, I think I can. Zhou Fanfan tilted his head, drank all the rest of the bowl, and then showed her empty lunch box, and said a little shyly.

……………… The scene was awkward......

"Zhou Fanfan, I think I know why your face is so round. After a moment, Qing Qi said faintly, looking at the very cute woman in front of him and sighing, he had only been talking to Mo Ling for a few minutes, and he hadn't seen the second person come to add food.

"Actually, I call it baby fat. Zhou Fanfan became more shy.

"you. "Qing Qi is another brain crash.

Mo Ling looked at the two frolicking and suddenly felt that it was not bad to get along with them like this.

"Hey, Mo Ling, are you back?" A slightly frivolous voice sounded, Mo Ling turned his head, it was Wang Wei, I saw him come with a lunch box, he came to make porridge. Seeing Mo Ling turn around, he pulled out a big smile.

Wang Wei's appearance is relatively ordinary, but there is a kind of ruffian smell on his body, but it is not annoying.

"Well, how about the dark one?"

"We just had the surgery done, it was relatively successful, and we will be able to go on the road in a few days of recuperation. ”

"Well, I'll take a look. After drinking the last few mouthfuls of porridge in his mouth, Mo Ling put down the bowl and prepared to go to see the sick number, after all, he was injured because of his own interests.

Came to the stone platform where the short sword was originally placed, Dark One was lying on it, because of the excessive blood loss from the operation just now, his face was a little pale, at this time there was a girl next to him who was taking care of him, holding porridge in his hand, feeding him little by little, very careful, but because it was facing away from Mo Ling, he didn't see what she looked like, but Dark One saw her, and greeted her, and the girl also heard the movement and turned around......

Ahem, I didn't expect it to be this person. Some unpleasant scenes surfaced in Mo Ling's memories.

And when the girl saw that it was Mo Ling, she also snorted coldly, and turned away to stop looking at her.

"Thank you, Zhang Lan, but I'm full, can you give me a little personal space now?"