Chapter 105
Hong Li suddenly opened her eyes and looked at Hei Yang with tired eyes.
"Where are you putting your hands...?"
"Ah this..."
Hei Yang removed his hand from Hong Li's back like an electric shock, showing a nervous expression.
"Um, um, I saw that your sleeping posture just now was not correct, and I want to help you correct it.
You know, if your sleeping posture is not good, it is easy to become more tired as you sleep..."
"This is such a bad reason..."
Hong Li's eyes flickered, and she suddenly sighed and turned her head away: "Damn it... I don't have the strength anymore... I can't even resist someone who is acting like a gangster..."
"Ah, well, you can't resist!"
"ah?"
"Well, I mean, if you don't have enough energy, just take a rest."
"That's pretty much it..."
"Well……"
Hei Yang stared at Hong Li's face seriously, but the latter's eyes dodged, and then she quietly peeked at Hei Yang with her peripheral vision.
At this moment, there seemed to be small pink bubbles floating between the two of them.
Hei Yang felt that he should say something!
"Xiao Li?"
"Ah! Huh?"
Hongli's body trembled suddenly, and she beeped softly: "What, what's wrong?"
"that……"
Hei Yang pointed to Hong Li's thin top and kindly reminded: "Your clothes are still wet..."
"I would like...huh?"
Hongli frowned, looked down at her chest, her face turned red, and subconsciously kicked Hei Yang away with a whip kick.
"Fuck! You bastard! Go to hell!"
"What the hell..."
Black Sun flew out suddenly, his hands firmly inserted into the soil, and he drew ten long ravines.
He looked back at the rushing River of Forgetfulness beneath his feet, with the waves lapping at his trouser legs. He shuddered violently, used both arms to push himself back to the shore.
"God is so weak that I can't help but kick him into the river again!"
"You just fall down, I wonder if you can die!"
"Hey, what you said is too hurtful!"
"Oh, I hurt people, I came all the way to save you, that's the attitude you have, right?"
"Miss Hongli, I'm sorry, it was my fault!"
"Hmph, that's pretty much it."
Hong Li snorted coldly, stood up, and ignited flames on her body to completely dry the water.
"..."
Hei Yang looked away with some guilt, next time, next time!
The key is that the eerie place next to the Huangquan Wangchuan is definitely not a good place to express your love!
He is definitely not a coward, but he just feels that the surrounding environment is really not very good. It will have a negative debuff effect on the success rate of confession, and it will not be very good when he recalls it in the future...
Definitely not looking for an excuse!
This is a scheduled release. If the second chapter is not posted at 12:10, it means that I have passed out and will have to wait until I wake up in the morning to see the second chapter.
Chapter 121 It is the age of youth, just like the rising sun
"By the way, do we still have to go there again?"
"Well, my daughter Xiaohuo is still waiting there!"
"Then the question is, how to get there?"
"Swim back again?"
"Are you serious?"
"forget it."
Hei Yang and Hong Li had synchronized expressions, looking towards the other side with toothache, thinking about the possibility of letting Xiao Huo fly over on his own.
But soon, their problems were solved.
Oh, it’s not that the small fire has been solved, it’s really that the problem has been solved!
Po Meng, who was on the other side of the bank, felt something, and scooped up the soup from the air.
In an instant, the mighty River of Forgetfulness surged towards the spoon, as if it was endless, and as if in the blink of an eye, the long River of Forgetfulness that spanned in front of the two people disappeared, and the dry river bed was covered with withered bones.
The poisonous insect wailed and died, alone and helpless. It shivered and shrank its body. Only one soul remained in place, at a loss.
"Hey, did you see it?"
Hei Yang bent down slightly, put his mouth close to Hong Li's ear, and whispered, "Did you see what she did?"
"Sure!"
Hong Li looked horrified and whispered: "Isn't that spoon of hers used to ladle soup? Why is it used to hold this dirty water?"
"That's it!"
Hei Yang echoed: "It's so unhygienic!"
"Shh, keep your voice down."
Hongli stretched out her hand to cover Hei Yang's mouth and said cautiously: "Don't let her hear. Call the number to communicate."
“If you want it, you must have it!”
Hei Yang and Hong Li looked at each other and ran towards the other side together.
There were all kinds of difficulties and obstacles when we came here, but now it is easy to get back there down to earth.
Carefully avoiding the withered bones on the road, when passing by the dazed and lonely soul, Hei Yang stared at it but did not speak for the time being.
Soon, Hei Yang and Hong Li arrived on the other side, but they did not relax their vigilance because Po Meng was staring at them with a solemn expression.
"hiss!"
Hong Li trembled all over and turned to hide behind Hei Yang: "Quick, Hei Yang, protect sister Xiaoli."
"Ah this..."
The corner of Hei Yang's mouth twitched: "Good sister, I'm afraid of her too."
"Wow, please have some backbone."
"Then come out from behind me..."
"What do you know? This is called helping you defend yourself against attacks from behind!"
The boys and girls looked nervous, and Po Meng, who looked solemn, suddenly said: "What does it smell like?"
"Huh?"*2
The two looked at each other.
"Let me ask you, do you taste it?"
Po Meng repeated the question again.
"Ah? This!"
Hei Yang was stunned for a moment, then his heart tightened, and he waved his hands quickly: "No, I haven't tasted it. I haven't succeeded yet..."
"That's right!"
Hongli quickly agreed: "We are innocent, old man, please don't make dirty jokes!"
"???"
A row of question marks flashed over Mengpo's head. She took a deep breath and asked again word by word: "I don't know what you are talking about... I say, have you tasted the taste of Mengpo soup!?"
"Ah?"
Heiyang and Hongli were stunned, and their faces showed subtle expressions at the same time: "That's it?"
"What do you mean by that?"
Mengpo frowned, as if she saw a trace of disdain on the faces of the man and woman in front of her, but she had no evidence.
"For so many years, there has never been a record of what Mengpo soup tastes like. This is an important discovery of the underworld. How can it be ignored?!"
"..."
[Hongli: No way, no way, there is really no one who doesn't know what the soup tastes like? ]
[Heiyang: Indeed, isn't it okay to have a mouth? Can't you taste it casually? ]
[Hongli, Heiyang: Wait, you drank the soup too? ]
[Heiyang, Hongli: Do you still remember that I am your father/mother? ]
[Heiyang: I used it to rinse my mouth...]
[Hongli: What a coincidence. ]
[Heiyang, Hongli: As expected of you! ]
[Heiyang: Wait, did you taste it? ]
[Hongli: Hmm... bitter, right? ]
[Heiyang: Huh? Not salty? ]
[Heiyang: I think you drank too much milk, so everything you eat tastes bitter! ]
[Hongli: Oh, can't it be that you usually eat too light? It's not normal to put some salt in the soup? ]
After looking at each other, Heiyang and Hongli looked at Meng Po with a serious look.
Heiyang: Bitter!
Hongli: Salty!
[Heiyang: ? ? ? ]
[Hongli: ? ? ? ? ? ? 】
"What is it?!"
"..."
"Spicy!"*2
Meng Po:..."
"Oh, forget it."
Meng Po waved her hand, and the gray fog in the sky dissipated a lot, revealing a hole: "You guys go, grandma's words are trustworthy."
"That..."
Hei Yang said uncertainly: "You said the world rejects?"
"Crossing the Wangchuan River, you have already washed away the impurities."
Meng Po shook her head: "No problem."
"Oh!"