"Zhuang Mo Mo......"
War from the end of the eye, a long arm stretch will fall down zhuangmomo to drag back.
Zhuangmomo pulled it back, but because he used too much force, and because of zhuangmomo's own weight, she pressed him straight, and wanted to hide at the end of the war. But if he did, zhuangmomo would not die or be seriously injured if he fell on the rock.
There is no redundant thinking, and there is no movement at the end of the war, which makes zhuangmomo's whole body press on him.
Behind is the hard rock, Zhuang Momo pressed down for a moment, let him pain a stuffy hum.
Zhuangmomo returned to his mind and hurriedly put his hands on both sides of the body of Zhanli end, worrying: "Zhanli end, I didn't hurt you."
The back is burning with pain. It's estimated that it was hit by a rock. But the last word of Zhan Li's pain hasn't come out. It's still the old speaking style: "Zhuang Momo, who do you think you are? You can hurt my young master like that?" He looks normal, but she just put all her weight on him. Is he really not hurt? Zhuangmomo still didn't believe that Zhan limo was OK. She wanted to take his clothes off and have a look. But she was worried about Zhan limo's thinking. She quickly got up and said, "I really didn't hurt you."
The war leaves Moli to get up, and does not see the slightest injury. Zhuang Momo is relieved: "you are OK. I don't know what to do if you have something to do. "
Zhan Li finally endured the pain and waved his hand as if indifferently: "go back to the camp and help them cook chicken soup. Xiao Jia and Hu Qiaoqiao are very skilful. If no one is watching, I'm afraid they don't know how to stew the pheasant's fur. "
Zhuang Mo Mo burst out with a smile: "at the end of the war, if you recognize the second, no one will dare to recognize the first."
At the end of the war: "I always tell you the truth. When did I hurt others?"
In his eyes, Hu Qiaoqiao and Jia Zhuangsheng are really so skilful people. They can do a little help when they are doing big things. Don't really have too much hope for them when they are doing small things.
"Well, you are telling the truth." Zhuangmomo looked at him again and confirmed that he was really OK. She said again, "then I'll help first."
At the end of the war: "well."
Zhuang Momo just walked out of the sight of the end of the war, and took a cold breath at the end of the war. At one time, he suspected that the dead woman of Zhuang Momo was intentional. Knowing that he was injured, he still dragged on, making him pretend to be nothing if he was in great pain.
"Dead woman, you are my master's nemesis." Zhan limo took off his shirt. It was sticky. When he washed it in the sea, he saw red blood. Fortunately, he was not wearing a white shirt. Otherwise, he could not fit it. There is blood stain on the shirt, so the injury on the back is not light. He can't handle it by himself, so he quietly bypasses the cooking camp and goes back to the cave where they temporarily live. He finds another clothes to change. When he changes clothes, Zhan Li scolds again at the end of the sentence: "dead woman, I will one day count this account on your head."
From small to large, he was not hurt for others, nor did he ever do the thing of kissing and taking drugs for others. However, this kind of thing that he seems only to happen to his close relatives happened to Zhuang Momo, who was not satisfied with how he looked.
Fortunately, at the end of the war, he was young and strong, and there was no harm in getting a little skin injury. He could still walk among them as if nothing had happened: "time has passed so long, is your chicken soup ready?"
Hearing the voice of the end of war, Jia Zhuangsheng looked up and saw that the mood at the end of war seemed to have improved a lot. He thought that the power of love was really strong. It was useless for them to persuade. Zhuang Mo advised that the end of war would be good. He dared to say that he didn't mean anything to others.
I know in my heart, but Jia Zhuangsheng doesn't dare to tear it down. Otherwise, he will be torn up by Zhan LiMao and Zhuang Momo: "Mr. Zhan, are you sure that the time is right? You will show up on time when we have finished ironing."
At the end of the war, Jia Zhuangsheng was ignored. He sat down at a distance from Zhuang Momo: "well, I'll put the iron on it. I'm so hungry that I can coo." For the sake of fighting for the last two times and saving himself, Zhuang Momo was enthusiastic this time. He took the bowl made of coconuts and filled a bowl of soup for fighting for the last time: "Zhan Gongzi, you caught the pheasant by yourself, and the scalding is made by three of us. This is the result of the joint efforts of four of us. Your old family will taste it first."
At the end of the war, he did not reach for the soup, but looked at Zhuang Mo with a critical eye: "Zhuang Mo, you have never heard of a saying that nothing to be courteous is not fraud but theft." "If you don't drink it, I don't want to give it to you." It's kind-hearted, and it's regarded as a donkey's liver and lung by Zhan limo. Zhuang Momo brings back the soup he sent out, and drinks it with a bowl of his own. It's usually the most common chicken soup, but after eating seafood for two or three days, it's delicious to others
At the end of the war, he disdained: "Zhuang Momo, how about success?"
Zhuangmomo said, "what's the matter with you?"
Seeing that the two were going to quarrel again, Joe Hu hurried out to fight again: "little Jia, please fill a bowl of soup for Mr. Zhan. This soup should be drunk while it is hot. "
Jia Zhuangsheng immediately filled the soup for the end of the war: "let's drink the soup."
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Minluo city.
Last night, Ji Rou slept late. When she woke up, her side was empty and there was no temperature. It proved that Qin Yinze had been away for a long time, and Ji Rou suddenly lost a little bit.
It may be that during pregnancy, it is easy to think more, or it may be that Qin Yinze will wait for her to wake up no matter how late she gets up in recent months, so that she is used to seeing him when she opens her eyes in the morning. If she doesn't see him today, she will be lost. But soon, Ji Rou knew why Qin Yinze didn't wait for her to wake up today, because her child was more than seven months old, and her due date was only two months and eight days. Jianran, who was far away in Jiangbei, began to worry, so he came to take care of her. Qin Yinze drove to the airport in person in the morning.
Seeing the mother-in-law she hadn't seen for more than two months, Ji Rou ran over excitedly: "Mom, you are here."
However, Qin Yinze, who had not yet thrown herself into Jianran's arms, was held by Qin Yinze. He had a gloomy face and worried eyes: "Ji Rou, don't you know you have a stomach? How can I hurt my foetus if I run around like this? "
Ji Rou spits out her tongue lovingly: "don't worry, young master Qin. I will treasure your son and not hurt him." Qin Yinze's face was even worse. He was more worried about her comfort than the children in her womb. But the woman said this as if he only wanted children and didn't want her.