So, next to the big tank in the yard, three people held a simple fishing rod, which can't be called a fishing rod, but an iron rod connected to a line, and there is a little bait on the line, which is basically a fishing rod that can't catch fish, and they sit next to the water tank, chatting while fishing.

For Jiang Qiuqiu, this was a very ordinary chat.

But for Mos, the chat was meaningful.

Mo Chengyu just said that Qiuqiu would be ...... to him At first, he thought it was impossible. But the idiom's eyes and tone don't look like she's lying, and she also says:

"You don't know girls, although you always say I'm not a girl, but you don't know what I talk about when I stay with Qiuqiu."

"I would say this, I must have found a lot of details."

"There are many—"

"I think she likes you."

……

The conversation between the two was a little awkward, but also a little harmonious, and Mrs. Al propped her chin and watched quietly as the young man and woman bubbled in front of her with pink bubbles that neither of them knew.

"I've been so bored in bed for the past two days."

Mosi was a little serious: "You're sick, of course you have to stay in bed." ”

“…… But lying down is really boring. ”

"You can get sick and go out."

"Hmm...... Black hole: Have you been busy lately? ”

"Lately?" Mosi thought about it for a while, just after making a big move, Jones of the cabinet will solve the next matter, and the royal family may have an opinion about him, if there is, "Probably won't be busy." ”

"Then I went to buy clothes before, and there are some clothes that I haven't bought, can you go out with me to buy clothes in two days?"

If it was between seeing Mo idioms, Jiang Qiuqiu said this, Mo Si would definitely not hesitate.

But after those words—

Moth hesitated.

Jiang Qiuqiu would be depressed for a moment, and then sighed, "I met mercenaries when I came back from buying clothes before, and I only went out twice this month before I was ambushed." ”

"Let's go with us." When Mo Si heard the word mercenary, his nerves immediately tensed.

“！”

"Then I thank you in advance!"

Mrs. Al burst out laughing.

Both looked at her, "Mrs. Al, what's wrong?" ”

"It's okay, Xiaomo, I'm fine." She coughed lightly twice and looked at Jiang Qiuqiu and Mo Si with a smile, "I just remembered about me and my old man." ”

Outsiders can always see through more things.

Jiang Qiuqiu's face was dyed with a little red.

Moji looked at her, it wasn't hot, nothing happened, and once again blushed at a strange juncture.

It seems like...... Got something?

After that, the two of them did not speak again, and Mrs. Al did not like to be quiet, and brought up the conversation.

She suddenly talked about Jiang Qiuqiu's recovery ability.

"Xiaomo, do you know, Qiuqiu's mental recovery ability is particularly good."

"Better than all the psychic powers I've seen before." Mrs. Al tugged on the fishing rod, "It's only been two or three days, and it's almost half there." ”

"So fast?"

"Xiaomo is also surprised, isn't he?" Mrs. Al also said, "This is a born warrior. ”

"Qiuqiu has to train hard, you have a lot of potential."

Being praised like this, Jiang Qiuqiu was a little embarrassed, "I will practice hard." ”

"I don't have to work too hard lately." Moji interjected, "I'll work hard when the injury heals." ”

"Got it!"

"That's right." Mrs. Al suddenly said, "I have something to go to the clinic tomorrow, Qiuqiu is almost fine, Xiaomo can take her back." ”

"There's nothing else to do, it's just that you have to drink 11 days of spiritual warming liquid, and you can do about 10 days of mental combing."

He nodded, and didn't say anything.

And Mrs. Al smiled meaninglessly, and said: "Qiuqiu hates to drink spiritual warming liquid, Xiaomo, you can watch more, don't let her be the same as the idiom-"

"No, it won't."

Mo Si stared at Jiang Qiuqiu: "I will take a good look at her." ”

As the words fell, Jiang Qiuqiu felt that Mrs. Al quietly pulled her left hand.

She glanced over there, and the old lady winked playfully.

She clenched her fishing rod and thought—

Is it so obvious?

So obvious? Don't black holes feel anything at all?