He had already seen him coming over with something in the rearview mirror, and the person was already smiling at the window. As the others walked to this side, she quickly turned around and watched him open the door.

She sat in the driver's seat, Han Yingqin opened the passenger door, handed her the things first, and took them happily. Han Yingqin did not get into the car immediately, but stood outside and made a few phone calls.

He only focused on looking at the box and touching the box. It's really touching, like touching her beloved clothes.

What's inside?

She wanted to know what was inside, but she still carefully tasted the words on the long box, which was the color of bean green. He smiled knowingly. Test Text Watermark 9.

Xiaobai is really too fine. She remembered that she told him at the time that Luoyang City was made of clay, and the soil was made of the purest loess transported from afar, and after being steamed in a cage drawer, it was mixed with the baba of the children (because the children did not eat anything but bean noodles, and did nothing but the baba, so they could dig out the purest baba), and put it into the template to build the city wall. After a thousand years, the city will be bean green.

She also picked at it with her fingernails, and when she had a good time, she carefully opened the box.

Wow! - The eyes are all dyed with a red sheen from within!

It's two intact red fox skins!!

Two are not exactly the size, the reckless knows, one bib, one bib. Test text watermark 7. Xiaobai remembers, this is the girls covering their naked carcass.

The fluff of this fur is really beautiful. Delicate, smooth, soft, bright color, bright red. He couldn't put it down.

At this time, Han Yingqin came up after making a phone call, closed the car door, looked into the box, and laughed,

"Looks like I was wrong, it's the real thing. The red skin of Xing'anling, a good thing. ”

He touched it and picked it up and rubbed it against his face, "It's so warm." ”

It also looks good with the red skin on her hideous face, Han Yingqin raised her hand and smoothed her hair with her fingertips with her fingertips,

"The red fox is scarce, it is short, delicate and handsome, and when it runs, it is like a cluster of fireballs burning in the snow, which is pleasing to the eye. Test Text Watermark 9. It was small, with a long, fluffy tail, and ran like a large, dangling broom, cleverly hiding all the footprints in the snow. Another one of its eyes shone with a ghostly glow in the blue, revealing both wisdom and cunning. The claws are even more beautiful, crystal clear and dazzlingly white, and the red and white are staggeringly beautiful. ”

"You've seen it?" Still rubbing his face, he asked with interest,

"When I was stationed in Inner Mongolia, I played hunting and caught such a big red skin," he compared, "At that time, I heard Orion say that this red skin was worth a lot, and one was worth dozens of wolf skins or dozens of bear skins." Test Text Watermark 9. You can also get a brand new single shotgun, including bullets, gunpowder, cannons, and a casing tightener. Speaking of hunting, he seemed to be quite happy, and the wild man also listened energetically,

"When are you going to take me to play!" Her face stopped rubbing, and she propped it up, and her eyes lit up.

Han Yingqin leaned into the back of the chair and breathed a sigh of relief. He turned over with the red skin in his arms, and lay on his stomach stupidly and clumsily, even holding the red skin and his neck together, "Tomorrow is the weekend, tomorrow is the weekend,—— next to his face, whispered,

Han Yingqin didn't move, smiled, tilted his head back slightly, and stared at her, "What if tomorrow is the weekend,"

He raised his body slightly at the angle of his leaning and insisted on still sticking to his face, muttering in a low voice, "You're not in a hurry to go back to Beijing,"

I heard his chuckle, "Hurry, why don't you hurry, I'll go back in a while-hmm-" A muffled snort, the dead stalk bit his neck, what a bite! I'm in a hurry. Test text watermark 7. "You're still lying to me, I just heard you call and say that the matter will be dealt with on Monday,—— "Yo, thinking that she was only looking at her beloved Moroccan skin, she still opened her ears to listen to what he was saying.

Han Yingqin raised his hand to hug her, turned his head and kissed her eyes with a smile, "Is it okay to go back to Beijing with me in the next two days, I'll take you hunting." Test Text Watermark 9. ”

Dead Furrow straightened his neck, "Is it a real gun?" ”

Han Yingqin patted her buttocks, "The fake gun is beating sparrows." As he spoke, he put her in the driver's seat,

Carefully putting the red skin back in the box, he put it in the back seat, and said as he fastened his seat belt, "I have also shot sparrows, but not with guns, but with arrows, and I can shoot accurately." "Handsome pulling.

Han Yingqin leaned comfortably on the back of the chair, "This time you can't use arrows, try to have fun." Test Text Watermark 1. Will go to Yangluo Airport. ”

He nodded, quite excited, "Then I'll try them all." Will the prey be ours when it is shot? ”

Han Yingqin smiled, "Before you go to the battlefield, you want to take credit, or not." ”

He smiled. Concentrate on driving.

This weekend, her father happened to go to Hangzhou to be invited to give a lecture, and he was taken care of by Han Shuai.

The car drove to Yangluo Airport, of course, it was still a direct 19, direct to Beijing.

In Han Shuai's private house in Guozijian Hutong, Han Shuai personally cooked and made her a bowl of egg noodles, which was ordered by Qian Qian's relatives, and she had to eat noodles. Test Text Watermark 2. Because, I was so busy looking at the good things in that room that I didn't have time to take care of my stomach.

Han Yingqin only wore a military shirt at home, and the belt of the military pants was also pulled off, but the waist was tied to the flat abdomen, the shirt sleeves were rolled up at the elbows, and the shirt buttons were unbuttoned twice, but it was extremely sexy.

The house was on the ridges, the house was heated, and he was barefoot, wearing only a shirt, tied in trousers, and sitting cross-legged on the floor. She unbuttoned her shirt three times, which was pretty, and her sleeves were rolled up at her elbows.

Han Yingqin was afraid that she would catch a cold, so he asked her to put on her socks, but she had to do it. There was no way, Han Yingqin had to turn up the heating higher. She said that her family has always lived in a building, and the weather in Wuhan is tidal, so she is not in a position to run around in such a bungalow with ridges. Test Text Watermark 2. Han Yingqin later had to add radiators to the ridges, just because she was afraid that she would catch a cold.

For her, this house is no less tossed. Han Shuai is a very elegant person, and every room has the taste of every room. As soon as the dead monster invaded, it was the smell of her everywhere. She is not a girl who likes to pick up, although it is not messy, but her brain is confused, and in the blink of an eye, she forgets where she put it. Later, Han Shuai had already vacated a room for her clothes, and she had a lot of clothes, and she was also blind. Test Text Watermark 6. Anyway, Han Shuai can always dig out her underwear, socks, and scarf from his military cabinet. Once, Han Shuai specially washed her scarf, counted it, and there were almost two hundred, and the yard was red and dyed green everywhere. The barefoot girl sat on the ladder and ate the apple, laughing to death.

However, there was a room where she was not allowed to put things in it anyway. The room where she was sitting at this time was all small objects made by Han Shuai Dequ'er, which she cherished very much. Sometimes you can play in it for a day without coming out, just study it carefully, how do you do it?

For example, there is a small machine that is open and squared. It was a wooden box with rows of wooden poles on it, densely packed, like a kebab machine. There's also a wooden crank on one side, which looks like an old-fashioned gramophone.

It's magical. If you press down on the second wooden pole from the right, it means that you want to square 2. Turn the crank and a wooden pole to indicate that the square root of 2 is 1. Shake it twice to erect four wooden poles, indicating that the square root of 2 is 1.4. Shake it again, and erect another wooden pole, indicating that the square root of 2 is 1.41. Don't shake it a fourth time, or the machine will clatter and shatter to pieces. Han Yingqin said that this is because the machine is made of rotten wood chips, and if it is made of hardwood, it will not collapse until at least six significant digits are found.

There are so many such interesting things that I can't put down. So this room is her most precious.

Ahem, back to this moment. This is the first time that the strange man has entered Han Shuai's private space, and the novelty is needless to say, every room is strolled, and you have to look at it for a long time when you see good things, do you think she can take care of it?

However, she still remembers one thing when she doesn't care about eating.

After eating noodles for a while, Han Yingqin was cleaning up in the kitchen, and was just about to turn around and ask her if she would drink honey water at night, when she heard Qianqian shouting at the door of the bedroom, "I'll go in and prepare, don't come in, I told you to come in, you come in again!" ”

Han Yingqin laughed, what the hell, turned his head to look at her, and just saw her sneakily into the bedroom with the Moroccan leather box, and really closed the door.

Little nerves, Han Shuai smiled and didn't take it seriously. Let's prepare honey for her, she loves to drink it.

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