Mu Jing looked at the person who was begging for a cold look in his eyes, "Do you want a slap?" ”

I feel like I'm going to knock out my teeth......

Prince Qiu hesitated for a moment and said, "Don't you think about changing the reward?" ”

"There's no choice, to want or not to do."

"Thank you, when can I change the reward, I'll ask for it again."

Originally, she disliked that his appearance was not high, if he was swollen by a slap, then what would she do to fight with Yin Ze's guy with a bad stomach?

"There's a new neighbor next door, maybe he'll come over and take care of it, you can do it yourself."

Mu Jing didn't plan to deal with those people, and directly threw the trouble to Prince Qiu, who seemed to have nothing to do.

Prince Qiu's mind was full of twists and turns, and when he heard Mu Jing say this, he directly included those who had not yet met in the list of people who could be beaten at will, "Don't worry, I will watch it." ”

"Then I'll leave it to you, I'll go upstairs and rest."

"Aren't you drinking water?"

"Not thirsty."

When Mu Jing went upstairs, Prince Qiu took out the sleeping pills in his pocket with some pity and sighed, could it be that he found out?

He poured out the glass of warm water with some ingredients, washed it and set it aside, and after doing all this, he remembered that the situation did not allow for too much waste.

Next time, remember to throw it directly, if Mu Jing sees this kind of waste of water, he will be beaten.

Although he is in the same team as Mu Jing, there are very few opportunities to talk alone, let alone have a Yin Ze watching at all times.

But even so, Prince Qiu still grasped Mu Jing's character a little, knowing that she was a man of action who would never move his mouth if he could do anything, and just asked him if he wanted to slap him, it was also for the sake of him being a team member, if he was replaced by another person, I am afraid that he would be directly fanned, where would there be a chance to say a second sentence.

She just took the initiative to mention that there is someone next door, and she may come over, she just went out with Yin Ze and met it head-on, and then ...... I'm afraid it's not pleasant, right?

The man leaning against the door fell into thought, she didn't give a direct order and probably wanted to play with those people, otherwise it would be impossible for her personality to drag on like this.

Who are you trying to toywith?

Suddenly, I was a little looking forward to Mu Jing's neighbors coming over, and he would definitely arrange them properly.

Everyone else was resting, and Prince Qiu, who still had Mu Jing's order on his body, naturally took on the job of guarding, and after standing for a long time, he was tired, so he moved a chair and sat there in the corridor on the first floor, knocking on Erlang's leg, and looking at the allusions found from the bookshelf with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

The fine and dense rain began to slowly weaken, and the air was filled with a not-so-pleasant moisture, which made it feel a little dull when inhaled into the lungs.

The sunlight was blocked by dark clouds, trying to shine the golden light on the earth, but it was powerless to be covered, so when the local pedestrians looked up at the sky, they could only see the dark clouds that were slightly penetrated by the light, forming spots of light.

Bai Lili was very unhappy to cover the injured place, "The captain doesn't know what to think, so he asked me, an injured person, to come out to find supplies." ”

The young man next to him always likes to scare Bai Lili, but seeing that she is injured, she is not as scareful as usual, "The captain said, the rules are the rules, it is your turn to find supplies, of course you can only go to find them?" And you're hurting your stomach, not your feet. ”

"Fang Jun, your words are really ugly."

"You're not my girlfriend, why do I have to talk nicely?"

Fang Junke doesn't care about his gentlemanly demeanor, Bai Lili has always been very eye-catching, so he naturally won't give a good face.

He doesn't do the work of sticking a hot face to a cold fart.