Chapter 267: A New Mission

"Someday, which day? Why do you need it? He seemed to think that tonight was the time to get to the bottom of it, and he grabbed Gu Ling's words and was bound to ask clearly.

"It's not long coming." Gu Ling said: "When the day comes, I will give you a gift." ”

Seeing that Huo Shiyuan was still going to ask, her hand pressed on the altar, propped up her body, and suddenly pulled into the distance from Huo Shiyuan. "Actually, there's one thing I think ...... you"

Almost instantly, his heart became uncontrollably active.

Originally, she had an ordinary face, and she had already thought about her.

Nowadays, with a beautiful face, it is even more difficult to make people's hearts like water.

"Hey, you won't build this house to date Huo Shiyuan, right?" Beicha suddenly appeared, leaned against the door and shouted.

Huo Shiyuan stood up straight suddenly, squinted at Beicha, and then walked towards him, hooking his shoulders and not knowing what he was doing when he left the mansion.

When Gu Ling walked out of the door, what he saw was Beicha's limping appearance.

In this regard, Huo Shiyuan said that it was purely a competition.

I don't know why I suddenly have the leisure to learn.

What Gu Ling wanted to tell Huo Shiyuan had already been interrupted, so he just took it slowly.

The moonlight was just right, Gu Ling took fresh seafood out, and with wine, the three of them sat on the ground and ate very happily.

Occasionally, a few harmless little demons pass by, and they don't mind throwing some fish over.

The three of them didn't talk freely, anyway, Gu Ling and Huo Shiyuan arrived at the villa at seven o'clock in the morning the next day, and Xiyu looked at the two of them again and again.

That look, I almost didn't say, store manager, you opened meat.

Huo Shiyuan leaned on the driver's seat, watching Gu Ling enter the house, he didn't leave immediately, closed his eyes, and felt it well, there was indeed an unusual atmosphere in Gu Ling's room that was locked last time.

Gu Ling's appearance last night really gave birth to a lot of ominous feelings in his heart.

Also, it's not the first time she's touched her belly and got close to herself, what is the reason for this?

After Gu Ling washed up briefly, he woke up after resting for six hours, and started a new live broadcast, but there is nothing particularly worth mentioning today, but the chat theme of fans has exploded to a new height.

[Jimei, have you been on a certain sound recently, the ones you pushed before have all changed the direction of the wind,]

[I remember those who like to push abuse articles, presidents, group pets or something, what, what kind of theme is it now, the end times? ] 】

[No, it's the beginning of the explosion.] 】

How is it a blast method?

[I'll copy a paragraph for you to see: 500 square meters of bathroom, pure gold toilet, the president is facing each other, go down, you come out by yourself, or I will drag you out. 】

[Sure enough, it exploded.] 】

[It's not over yet, a ball of Xiang galloped out, falling weakly into the water, at the same time, dozens of small milk sounds exploded in the toilet, don't bully your mother, the president hooked his lips and smiled, very good, Xiang girl, you have successfully attracted my attention, and then the housekeeper said that I haven't seen the young master so happy for a long time, and the doctor said that you are a serious Xiang of his. 】

[Wait!] Wait a minute! Why should I know words! 】

[Don't send it, I'm going to be blind. 】

[No wonder the chronological texts, live broadcast articles, and escaping escaping essays I wrote are plain and bland, so I have to come like this? ] I know, I'll write a slap next month, or a slap for the heroine of Niangdaowen. 】

Gu Ling smiled, but he also wondered in his heart, is this kind of theme already popular in today's online literature circle?

The topic of the explosion of the live broadcast here ended, and after it was turned off, Gu Ling received a new task.

The mission location given by Gao Yun this time is in the place where she was born, grew up, and died.

That little mountain village.

(End of chapter)