Chapter 1248 It's Pretty Good

The young man who was blushed by Mu Jing early in the morning didn't lower the heat even after washing, staring at the person who was wearing a coat with a little resentment, thinking about how to tell her about the setting of angels that made him ashamed.

Whoever goes to bed together says that the person who sleeps with him is like an angel who has fallen into the mortal world......

What a shame!

He really didn't want to remember that shame at all!

The most hateful thing is that he chose to cover himself with a quilt because he didn't know how to face her, and that kind of behavior is really ...... How could he do such a humiliating thing?

The person who pulled the zipper of his coat looked up and saw Yin Ze's aggrieved look, and in the past few months of getting along, the person who had been used to seeing him like this walked over, hugged him, and when he came back to his senses and was about to reach out to push her away, he increased his strength, "What do you want?" ”

"I want to ......" the conditioned reflex almost said that she missed you, but the young man who had suffered a few losses here stopped instantly, swallowed, and said, "I didn't think about anything." ”

"I thought you were thinking about me? After all, you kept staring at me when you came out of the bathroom, and that look made me regret putting on my clothes so quickly. ”

“…… Mu Jing, pay attention to the words. ”

Yin Ze was helpless, pressed her hand on his waist, and said, "Let's go down first, Chen Ruoting just came over to call for dinner, pumpkin millet porridge, and pancakes." ”

"The little pavilion is amazing."

After Mu Jing praised him, he took his hand downstairs, "I can make all kinds of delicious food with the only ingredients, and it is really not a loss for her to join the team." ”

Flour can be played by Chen Ruoting in all kinds of tricks, probably because she is afraid that she will get tired of eating and have a bad appetite, so every day in addition to basic training, she is thinking about making something new to improve the food of the big guys.

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has the intention.

Yin Ze began to think about whether he should take some time to come out and learn how to eat? Although he can also do a little, in terms of cooking skills, he is really not as good as the professional Chen Ruoting.

Mu Jing went downstairs, and when she arrived at the courtyard, she saw Zhou Qiyang and they were practicing, and she raised her eyebrows with her satisfaction with the serious moves, and then found a place to sit down, took out the documents she got last night and continued to read them.

Yin Ze sat beside her and watched with her, and when he turned to the last page and unexpectedly saw her photo, Mu Jing cut out the photo and said, "So you started paying attention to me so early?" ”

In the photo, a casually dressed girl is sleeping defenselessly on the construction frame, and a bunch of zombies with teeth and claws are reaching out to her, and the picture can be said to be extremely shocking.

"It's pretty good."

At least it makes sense.

"They're monitoring your every move?"

Yin Ze's brows furrowed, although it was just such a very ordinary photo, the things behind this photo were enough to make him more vigilant.

Who filmed it? How was it filmed?

At that time, she was already concerned by the barcode, so was the series of things that followed deliberately aimed at her? Could she still be being monitored?

"Probably?"

Mu Jing was only a little surprised, pinched the photo, and was silent for a long time, until Chen Ruoting put breakfast on the table and called for dinner, she put the photo back, closed the file, stood up and walked to the table in the courtyard, and said, "I look forward to their performance." ”

Whether it's an enemy from that world, or a barcode, as long as you do it to her, you have to die.

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