"Wow"

The big-eyed girl vomited.

Xiangdong looked at the hottest one, focusing on the hottest one. It was a mature cheongsam woman. He swept up and down, curled his lips, and his handsome face showed a bewitching smile.

"Sister, don't be slutty to me. I'm a gay man, so I won't mess with girls."

The charming feeling in the eyes of the cheongsam girl suddenly froze.

She changed her standing position and her big white legs under the cheongsam were slit toward Chen Yang and Chao Jian...

Young man behind.

The young man hurriedly blocked his eyes with his hands and did not look at him inappropriately.

The cheongsam girl hit the wall again and again, but she didn't get up. Instead, she quickly sorted out her expression and waved her hands coquettishly: "My surname is Qiao, you can call me Miss Qiao."

Let’s take the opportunity to introduce it.

The young man who was flirted with by Miss Qiao was named Ge Fei, the girl with short blue hair was Zhuzhu, and the woman with melon-shaped face next to her was Xiang.

When Chen Yang heard this, Yu Guang moved over. This was the second time he heard this surname, and the first time he was in a rehabilitation hospital.

"Xiangzi admires, the son of his descendants, the admirer of his descendants." said the woman with melon-faced face.

Chen Yang observed that she was not easy to detect. Her eyebrows and eyes were bland, her temperament was intellectual and gentle, and she didn't look like Xiang Yue, a male nurse in the rehabilitation hospital. She should not be the one she knew.

Thinking of this in his heart, Chen Yang asked, "Ms. Xiang, do you know someone named Xiang Yue?"

Xiangzimu shook her head.

Chen Yang wanted to take a few more glances, but his eyes suddenly became mute. His iron-gray baseball cap was thrown towards Jian and pressed against his head. The brim of the cap was pressed very low, covering his sight.

This little episode was interrupted as a result.

Chen Yang pulled his hat upwards and didn't ask any more questions.

The man is called a feminine name, and the woman is called a masculine name, which is just the opposite. It's such a coincidence.

Chen Yang pinched the brim of the hat and pulled it left and right, his hands blocking the exploration in his eyes.

The remaining few people are repairman Lao Wu, teacher Xie who teaches Chinese, big-eyed girls and curly Qian Han.

When Chen Yang heard the introduction of the last person, he blurted out: "Who is Qian Qin?"

Qian Han was stunned: "My brother."

Chen Yang thought to himself that his younger brother still remembers his older brother, which means that the other party did not give his life to the mission world later.

The literary youth regards tasks as games, and Qian Qin treats them as solving arithmetic problems. They are smart, cold-blooded and rational. Not only do they have to answer correctly, but they also look for the simplest formula.

That is a tough guy, and he may meet him again later.

Chen Yang met Qian Han's eyes, but he didn't know how to ask, and he moved his eyebrows. The brother was a top student and the younger brother was a top student.

"I have done the same task with your brother." Chen Yang said concisely.

Qian Han blinked: "Ah...oh, oh."

Chen Yang introduced himself and Chao Jian, followed by the painter and Xiangdong. After the process was over, the initial information was that Miss Qiao was doing the task for the fourth time and Teacher Xie was doing the second time.

The others are newcomers.

The twelve people this time, both experienced and inexperienced, each divided half of them.

Chen Yang asked about the task prompt, but no one answered.

"What's going on?"

Xiangdong pointed one by one with cigarette in his hands: "Who the fuck lies? Stand out for me!"

Everyone looks at me, I look at you, looking at each other.

Chen Yang secretly paid attention to their expressions, each one was not abnormal, unlike someone who was catching fish in troubled waters. Could it be that there was no prompt this time?

He glanced at the townsmen in the river below the mountain, reached out and pulled Chao Jian and turned away from the hillside: "Go to the town first."

Xiangdong's voice came from behind: "You are still carrying the shopping bag? If you lose it, you will pull it down!"

Chen Yang did not throw it away. He carried the backpack on his backpack, picked up the bag from left to right, and followed Chao Jian.

"The buildings in the town are very old, but the townspeople dressed similarly to ours, just gowns and pants, not long gowns."

Chao Jian stepped into the sheep intestine path with crutches and suddenly said, "We bought underwear."

Chen Yang was stunned for a moment: "Ann, I bought it."

"The new ones need to be dehydrated. I will rub them when they are settled." Chen Yang said as he walked, "There are no clothes outside, so I can see if I can get two sets of them."

This season, the weather is stuffy and dry, and there are also mosquitoes.

After coming in for a while, two big red envelopes were already snatched around Chen Yang's neck. He raised his hand with the bag, rubbing his back against his neck.

"It's good to come in later. We were about to buy flower dew, but we couldn't catch up."

Put down the crutch towards Jian.

Chen Yang asked him what was wrong, and he glanced around silently.

"There," Chao Jian's eyes stopped in one direction, "Get a bag and grab some and put them in."

Chen looked up and signaled to Jian that there was a large area of ​​small flowers in his place, yellow and green. He asked curiously: "What is that?"

"Mosquito repellent." Chao Jian said, "It's better than not."

He pointed to another place: "There are still there, catch some."

Chen Yang put down his shopping bag, flipped through the daily necessities inside, and freed up a bag to pick up the plants.

The big-eyed girl who was behind called Zhuzhu: "What are they doing? Are they going to go to the town to do a task? How can she go to pick flowers and plants?"

Zhuzhu tweaked the fresh blue shatter behind his ears, revealing a row of five-pointed star trench clips: "Maybe it a mission prop?"

"Not props, they are all mosquito repellent things, and the yellow-green ones are Ye Laixiang."

Teacher Xie, who was standing by, said in a popular science: "The orange-red one is the fly-by-flower plum."

As he said that, he went to pull the weeds.

Qian Han and Ge Fei were accompanied by him, and the boy was also afraid of being bitten by mosquitoes.

"I don't need to repel mosquitoes, then I don't need it anymore. I have this." The big-eyed girl shook her left hand and had an orange bracelet on her wrist.

Zhuzhu looked at the bracelet and asked, "How long can this last?"

"I only use the new one, and I can take care of it for two or three days." The big-eyed girl pulled out a piece of oil-absorbing paper, pasted it on her shiny nose, and rubbed it, "We should be able to go back tomorrow."

Zhuzhu: "..."Sisters, what makes you so naive?

She used the belly of her index finger to slash the big-eyed girl's arm: "You have a lot of hairs, and you can tie a braid."

The big-eyed girl smiled embarrassedly.

Zhuzhu discovered the New World. She pointed at the big-eyed girl and said in shock: "You have a beard!"

The big-eyed girl didn't know what to say. Haven't you seen a girl with high male hormones? She talked awkwardly: "Sister Xiang, aren't you going?"

Xiangzimu seemed not very used to being called by strangers like a kind name. Her words and deeds were all resistant and defensive: "I'm not a mosquito-hit constitution."

"Then hello, don't worry anymore. Unlike me, I'll attract mosquitoes."

Miss Qiao walked over gracefully. She took out a white handkerchief from her little bag and wiped her face and neck with a slight stroke: "As summer comes, I can't sleep well."

The big-eyed girl hummed, she didn't wear stockings when she caught mosquitoes, and her legs were exposed so much that her fork was almost spreading to her waist. She pointed to the men who were picking grass and said, "They are picking them, you can go too."

Miss Qiao stretched out one leg, her flesh was so white that it was dazzlingly white, and the leather shoes on her feet were brightly red, and the two colors formed a pure and enchanting visual impact.

"Sister, look, when my legs go into the grass, can I still look like this when I come out?"

The big-eyed girl was stunned. How did this big sister complete three tasks and sell her looks? It must be!

Among them, there were eight men, one of them was GAY, and there were seven left...

Oh my God, she shouldn't have to sleep?

Miss Qiao looked at the yellow-green flowers and plants and sighed melancholy. She seemed to have made up her mind to step over there and bent down to sort out the cheongsam.

The body's curves are mature and full of charm.

Old Wu rubbed his thick black hands and stepped forward: "Miss Qiao, I'll go and help you get some of that grass."

Miss Qiao frowned her eyebrows lightly and said, "How can you be so embarrassed?"

Old Wu waved his hand: "It's nothing."

"Then I'm going to bother you." Miss Qiao walked closer and wore her bracelet on her chest. "This town is so terrible, I don't know what to do."

"It's okay, I...we, we all support each other."

Old Wu smelled the fragrance and didn't know where to look. He rushed into the grass with drunken steps.

Xiangdong sucked his last two cigarettes, pinched the cigarette butt and threw it on the ground, and his arm was placed on the painter's shoulder: "This time a slut fox came to the team that was filled with a man's essence. You have to be careful. Just like you, you can't help but finish her round."

The painter distanced himself from Xiangdong. He pulled his disposable gloves and took out the spray to the place where the other party had sprayed it, simmering several times.

Xiangdong was about to scold him, but he looked at the painter's unpopular face and suddenly thought of something and said something intriguingly.

"Brother, I suggest you use less disinfectant when you stay with Chen Yang and his person, especially in closed spaces, otherwise you will regret it."
To be continued...