The Windy City's orchid cultivation is a major feature of the city, as are its cobweb-like streets. Here, the cobweb-like alleys divide the city into many triangular areas, and the alleys are strangely interconnected, and no matter how you walk, you can strangely go around the same place.

It's like a half "labyrinth" for outsiders, and it's easy to get lost without a guide.

Looking at Song Sheng, who was covered in injuries, Mo Chou really wanted him to find a place to deal with the wounds, the corners of his mouth were cracked, the corners of his eyes were bruised, the corners of his forehead were broken, there must be injuries on his shoulder blades, there were scratches from his left wrist to his elbow, and the backs of his hands were also full of hideous wounds, which were only visible scars, as for the other injuries under his clothes, because he couldn't see them, he didn't know how many there were.

But looking at his indifferent face, I remembered the savage plundering this morning...... Ay! Forget it. One more thing to care about, I don't know what kind of ridiculous words he is going to say, and he still has the strength to tease her, it is estimated that most of them are skin injuries.

"What are you going to say?" Song Sheng looked at her as if he wanted to say something, and naturally approached and pressed his arm on Mo Chou's shoulder, letting her share part of the weight of her body.

Some instinctively wanted to push it away, but seeing him with a narrow and innocent smile, he had to borrow a shoulder to lean on him first, after all, he was really injured: "The shoulder can be borrowed from you, you can settle down a little, otherwise I will ......" His eyes purred and turned a few times, and he glanced around. On the left side of the street is a small river in Windy City, Mo Chou smiled sweetly, and threatened: "If you are restless, I will throw you into the river to feed the fish." ”

Squinting at Mo Chou, Song Sheng laughed lightly: "Very good, very uncreative threat." But I like it, are you coquettish with me? ”

hit Song Sheng's abdomen with his elbow, causing Song Sheng to snort. Mo Chou sneered: "Is it a threat to you to look at ......it yourself" After that, she deliberately hit the corner of his cracked mouth with her forehead, and there was no need to say anything later, she had clearly reminded the party that she was just a weak person now, and if she didn't obey obediently, then it would be self-evident who would suffer.

With a somewhat depressed face, Song Sheng sighed heavily. It seems that the weak man really can't do it, if before, he must have let her know the fate of threatening him, but now...... He rolled his eyes at himself, and leaned a little more in the direction of Mo Chou.

"Hey, aren't you......" The sudden weight made Mo Chou's defenseless body crooked, and he almost fell over.

"I'm hurt." Obviously innocent on his face, obviously a pitiful tone, but why did Mo Chou see a bad revenge in his eyes.

This man is not an ordinary difficult man!

"I'm hungry, let's go eat!" Song Sheng said with a hippie smile, accidentally pulled the corner of his torn mouth, and gasped in pain.

Mo Chou wrinkled his nose, he had the ability to let people answer him, but he was born to give people such a beating in the restaurant. How many secrets are hidden in the shadows? Even if it is to accompany her out to play and relax, it seems that there are other purposes. It's just a feeling, but it's extremely uncomfortable.

Subconsciously, she seemed to reject such calculations.

"Who is Uncle Chu? Are we going to take refuge with him? "Can you ask something about this side-knocking?

"No, he's just a friend of mine here."

Song Sheng frowned secretly, such Mo Chou was a little sharp, she always easily saw the key to the matter.

"Mo Chou, I don't like the way you look." He looked at her and smiled faintly, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes at all, as cold as the cold and deep of winter on the surface of the lake.

Mo Chou started sideways: "I don't like that you keep hiding a lot of things from me, I'm not a monkey." ”

"Monkeys?" A smile melted into his eyes. "I didn't mean to tease you, and I didn't mean to hide it, but a lot of things are too complicated, and we came out to play and relax, and I don't want these things to ruin our fun. You're so interested in me, don't you like me a little? Is it a concern? ”

Mo Chou bit his lower lip tightly, a hint of blush flashed on his cheeks, and he opened his mouth to refute, but found that everything he said seemed to be a little darker and darker. Huo Ran looked up, he was laughing narrowly, but she was cold. Is this his method? In order to avoid her question, she threw out such an ambiguous embarrassment. Thinking of this, she unconsciously shook her head again, why did she think that he was always good to her, why since she was attacked, she always used despicability to analyze and defend to resist.

"Mo Chou ......" The defense in her eyes made him feel inexplicably tight, why was this happening. He had tried his best to open his heart to influence her, why did he feel that she was getting farther and farther away from him.

"Let's go eat." Stiffly squeezed out a smile, Mo Chou walked forward. She didn't want to look into his eyes anymore, and she didn't dare to look into his eyes anymore. There seemed to be too many secrets in his eyes, and she was afraid to analyze them, and they all turned into sharp thorns in her body. She shouldn't be so hostile to him, even if there is no love, at least she should be a friend.

On the mountain just now, Mo Chou has seen the uniqueness of the Windy City orchid, but he has not yet tasted the unique food of the Windy City. Song Sheng wanted to take her to a local restaurant to eat, and the two of them walked on the street, and the smell of food wafting from the surrounding stalls made Mo Chou's stomach scream.

"Lard sesame rice balls, big stuffing and thin skin, a bowl for a penny!"

In front of him, an old man was shouting hard, and for some reason, Mo Chou suddenly stopped.

- "Uncle, come two bowls of rice balls." ”

- "When we go back to the house, I'll let the people in the house do it for you." ”

- "Is something going on?" ”

- "Be careful to make the ship of ten thousand years. ”

?—— "It's late at night, and it's time for us to go back." ”

Why? Why is there a handsome face in her mind lately, she can be sure that it is not his, but who is it? Why is it so strange and yet familiar?

Why? Why is it that there has always been a concerned voice in her ears lately, and that voice is full of longing, cordial and distant, as if it is a call from afar......

"What's wrong, Mo Chou?" Seeing Mo Chou suddenly stop, Song Sheng asked with concern.

"Oh, it's nothing, I'm just hungry, let's eat glutinous rice balls here, okay?" Mo Chou shook his head vigorously, and barely squeezed out a smile at Song Sheng.

"Okay." Song Sheng saw Mo Chou's strange appearance, but he didn't pick it out, just stepped forward and said, "Uncle, come to two bowls of rice balls." ”

Could it be that the scene in my mind just now really happened with Song Sheng? Mo Chou only felt that his mind was getting more and more chaotic.