Doomsday Queen Has Ignited

Mu Jing looked at the beggar with cool eyes, "Do you want to slap?"

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

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

"There is no choice, yes or no."

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

Originally, she disliked his low appearance, if he was swollen from a slap, then why would he compete with Yin Ze, a bad-bellied guy?

"There's a new neighbor next door, maybe they'll come over to get close, you can figure it out."

Mu Jing didn't intend to talk to those people anymore, and directly threw the trouble to Prince Qiu who seemed to have nothing to do.

Prince Qiu's mind is full of twists and turns. Hearing what Mu Jing said, he directly put those people who have not met in person into the list of people who can be beaten at will, "Don't worry, I will take care of it." .”

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

"Did you run out of water?"

"Not thirsty."

When Mu Jing went upstairs, Prince Qiu regretfully took out the sleeping pills in his pocket, and sighed, did he find out?

He poured out the cup of warm water with some ingredients, washed the cup and put it aside. After doing all this, he remembered that the current situation does not allow too much waste.

Remember to throw it away next time, if Mu Jing sees such a waste of water, he will be beaten.

Although he and Mu Jing are in the same team, there are very few opportunities to speak alone, let alone Yin Ze who is always watching.

But even so, Prince Qiu still managed Mu Jing's character a little bit, knowing that she was an actionist who would never move her mouth if she could do it. Just now when he asked him if he wanted to slap him, it was because he was a team member. If I become another person, I'm afraid I will slap him directly, and there is no chance to say a second sentence.

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

The man leaning on the door was lost in thought. She didn't give the order directly because she still wanted to play with those people, otherwise it would be impossible for her to be so procrastinating according to her personality.

Who do you want to play with?

Suddenly, he was looking forward to the neighbors that Mu Jing said would come to make friends, and he would definitely arrange them properly.

Everyone else was resting, and Prince Chou, who had orders from Mu Jing on his body, naturally took on the job of guarding him. He felt tired after standing for a long time, so he moved a chair in the corridor on the first floor and sat there, tapping on Erlang's legs, with a twitch in the corner of his mouth. With a smile, I looked through the allusions I found from the bookshelf.

The fine and dense rain began to weaken slowly, and the air was filled with not-so-good-smelling moisture, which made people feel a little dull even if inhaled into the lung cavity.

The sun was blocked by the dark clouds, trying hard to shine the golden light on the earth, but it was covered weakly, so when the pedestrians on the ground looked up to the sky, they could only see that the light was slightly penetrated Some, forming dark clouds of light spots.

Bai Lili held her wounded place unwillingly, "The captain didn't know what he was thinking, but he asked me, an injured person, to come out to look for supplies."

The boy next to him always likes to hate Bai Lili, but seeing that she is injured, he is not as aggressive as usual, "The captain said, the rules are the rules. When it's your turn to find supplies, of course you have to go find them? And you hurt me?" It's the stomach, not the feet."

"Fang Jun, your words are really ugly."

"You're not my girlfriend, why should I speak nicely?"

Regardless of Fang Jun's gentlemanly demeanor, Bai Lili has always been defiant, so naturally he won't give him a good look.

He won't do the job of putting a hot face on a cold fart.

*** seems to be a forbidden word, so I won’t type it all. Just understand the meaning =.=