What a peaceful town.

There are mountains and waters, good scenery, developed transportation, and comfortable life.

Standing on the hill to the north, several thousand meters away from the edge of the town, you can feel lazy and lazy.

On the hill to the north of the town, there is an apple orchard contracted by farmers. Before the apples are ripe, there are not many people here.

There was a faint smell of blood in the air, and two wolfdog-like monsters were eating the bodies of half of the farmers...

Three people, two monsters with wolfdogs, half a corpse, dozens of apple trees.

The man lying on the tree branch had a small dreadlocked braid, and his skin was a healthy dark and his muscles were just right.

He wore a wide headset on his ears, and the stickers on both sides of the headset were golden skulls... In the drum beats that could be heard, he was gently shaking his body.

"Well..." Below the tree, leaning against the trunk, watching the two enchanting women who looked like dog-like monsters yawned, and the sound of the sound was lingering.

She was wearing a bright red cheongsam, and her figure curve fully interpreted the word "maturity"; there was a gentle smile on the corner of her mouth, and the eyes that fell on the monster were full of gentleness.

Standing outside the orchard, the thin man in a formal suit and long shawl with long hair raised his hand to the outside.

The sound of wings slamming, and the crows hovering in the sky fell down, standing on the arm of the man with long hair shawls, quacking, as if conveying some kind of message.

What a peaceful town.

He showed a sneer on his lips and hummed softly.

"After working, don't attract their attention before finding the demon-removing master."

The woman under the tree asked with her arms in her arms, "What about after killing the demon-removing master? I need a lot of raw meat to raise my babies."

"The flame of revenge will always affect some fish," the shawl man raised his hand and pushed his glasses with his middle finger. "This is inevitable, isn't it?"

The enchanting woman smiled with satisfaction and licked her lips gently. The two monsters rubbed against her smooth thighs. "I'm so impatient."

The man on the tree branch snapped his fingers, sat up suddenly, covered his mouth and put his b-wave x shape, and shouted in a broken voice: "Yo! Yo!"

The two monsters quickly used their roars to stop each other's casual rap in time.

A few minutes later, a delivery pickup truck drove out of the orchard door and rushed towards the town with two slits of dust and roar.

Above this pickup, a crow was hovering.

...

Are there wolves in the town?

Mu Qian's ears moved slightly while cleaning up the tabletops left by the deposed uncle and Song Shijing.

He heard the two howls, but he didn't pay much attention.

After all, he was not that idle yet. To analyze whether this was a wild beast in the north of the town or the shouts of several stray dogs eager for their companions...

He walked to the kitchen with a stack of plates, unable to help but sigh at the uncle's amazing appetite. While there were no customers yet, he needed to brush out all the dishes and bowls.

As soon as I put on my washing gloves, I felt two faint eyes falling on my back.

stare……

The woman in sunglasses at the door pretended to be missing and was busy with her head down.

Keep watching...

"Aren't you hot? You're still wearing a windbreaker after thirty degrees outside?" Mu Qian asked without raising his head, still trying hard to brush the plate.

"Hmph!" Song Shijing wrinkled her nose, took off her windbreaker, and deliberately threw it heavily on the table outside the door. She returned to her short skirt and shorts, which was very consistent with the white sneakers she had just wiped in the morning.

Mu Qian looked up and glanced...

She was already sweating profusely, and the thin fabric with short sleeves touched her skin, depicting the shape of her underwear.

Song Shijing stood at the door of the kitchen with her arms in her arms, brewing a firepower explosion, and did not notice Mu Qian's gaze.

Mu Qian: "Was that uncle gone?"

"Xiao Jing, why are you sweating so much?" Qingtian shouted from the side, "I just went out to investigate the case..."

Song Shijing quickly made a gesture of silence. Miss Qing covered her mouth with her little hand and looked at Mu Qian worriedly.

Naturally, he regarded Mu Qian as his "her own person" and asked casually just now...

"Who is that uncle just now?" Qingtian decisively changed the topic. Seeing Mu Qian concentrate on washing dishes, he breathed a little relieved, his face full of fear.

Almost exposed Xiao Jingjing's hidden identity!

"That's... cousin! Yes, cousin!" Song Shijing clapped her hands excitedly.

Mu Qian smiled and asked casually: "You still have relatives? Why didn't you stay at a relative's house?"

"You have to care where I live!" Song Shijing was angry, holding her arms, leaning against the door frame, and continuing to stare at Mu Qianmeng.

This guy must have deliberately messed with himself!

After finally having some money in his pocket, he was ruthless, indifferent, and familiar with it... deprived him of it!

"Mu Qian!"

"Hey, what's wrong?" Mu Qian looked up and smiled with a squinted smile, his smile as bright as the sunshine on the street.

"Me! Me!" Song Shijing "I" for a long time, but there was no word left below.

He just clenched his fists, but couldn't find the point of focus.

Qingtian blinked and laughed, and continued to go to the chopping board to sort out the ingredients Mu Qian had bought before.

Mu Qian washed his hands and began to dry the plates with a towel little by little, with a very focused expression. He said, "What's wrong? I'm not satisfied with my service attitude just now? You can ask the store manager today for complaints, but if you complain about this small shop and small business, you probably won't have any results."

"Did you do it on purpose?" Song Shijing seemed really angry, walked to Mu Qian and picked up a carrot.

Carrot pointed at Mu Qian, and Song Shijing gritted her teeth and said, "I deliberately served so many meals. I calculated how much money I had. I just wanted to make me penniless, right?"

"It was actually exposed," Mu Qian laughed at Song Shijing, "It has a good IQ."

"You!" Song Shijing went crazy and didn't know how to express anything she wanted to say.

Mu Qian said leisurely: "In human social relationships, if you get money from the opposite sex and use this money to invite another opposite sex to dinner, how should this behavior be defined?"

"What are you talking nonsense? What are the opposite sex?..." Song Shijing felt a little sad in her heart for some reason and whispered: "That uncle is just here for a business trip. I need to meet him and invite someone to have a meal."

"Make your own decisions on your own business, remember to pay back the money in the future."

Mu Qian was concentrating on wiping the plate, and he was also a little surprised, why did he have the urge to quarrel with her?

Sister Qing next to her looked at them weakly, and when Mu Qian's eyes glanced over, she quickly turned around and faced the table and focused on cutting vegetables.

The two of them...so fast?

Not only one hundred yuan!

Thinking of this, Song Shijing felt a little aggrieved. Looking at Mu Qian's calm face, she gradually became a little upset.

The demon-removing demons did not have the glory he imagined. Not only was he scolded by Sister Yu, whom he respected the most, he destroyed a store, causing such a huge burden on his mother and daughter...

I have given all my money to make up for it, but I still feel guilty.

It’s because I’m too stupid to blame anyone… I’m just a mistake in my own mistake. I can’t blame anyone.

I slept in the park again, asked someone to borrow money, and I was forced to be run like this by this guy.

The more I thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt. Her lower lips slid out, and the plum rain from Jiangnan was brewing on her delicate face, and the big eyes behind her sunglasses were covered with mist. She slowly squatted down, covered her face, and her shoulders slowly shook.

Qingtian, who was cutting vegetables, kept secretly glanced at Mu Qian. Seeing this, he was anxious to gesture to Mu Qian twice... He was still holding a kitchen knife in his hand.

The gesture is correct: Go and coax it quickly, don’t be petty with girls, she is actually very good.

Mu Qian understood that: men who make girls cry will be made into sashimi!

In order not to be made into sashimi... In fact, Song Shijing squatted there, reminding him of the night when he first met.

Mu Qian felt a little touched after she squatted down.

Before Song Shijing could cry, the factor of "disturbance" was successfully transmitted to Mu Qian.

"Why are you crying... Women are all made of water?"

Mu Qian wiped his hands and squatted in front of Song Shijing, "I'm just kidding you, that one, that one was mine just now."

"Why are you counting it? Can't I pay you back?" Song Shijing raised her head, her face was not wearing makeup, and she felt cute when she cried. She raised her hand to beat her, but Mu Qian frowned and her movements softened.

He doesn't even give him any coquettishness! This young man is so mean!

"I've said it, I'll pay you back after the subsidy... I've borrowed money from others, so that my mother knows that I've lost even the money to buy my aunt's scarf now, and my life will fail more!" Song Shijing has already developed to the point of crying bitterly, "You're still making fun of me, you're bullying me! I obviously want to get along well with you and treat you as my brother...you..."

How many evils have you done?

Mu Qian scratched his head, "Auntie's money is gone?"

"Well..." Song Shijing squatted and sniffed, "I don't know how to spend the next two weeks."

"Let's go," Mu Qian reached out and grabbed Song Shijing's wrist, and pulled Song Shijing up, "Let's go buy something."

Song Shijing's tears and snot were hanging on her face, and she asked blankly: "Buy, what should I buy?"

Mu Qian didn't look back, and said confidently: "Auntie."

This light but firm tone also had an unquestionable domineering and a sense of power coming from the wrist... Song Shijing's brain seemed to stop thinking, leaving only the noun that kept echoing...

As she blinked in the sunny day, her brain circuit began to work. She continued to cut vegetables, and the sound of the collision between the kitchen knife and the chopping board echoed in the kitchen.

Those two people...

Eh?

"I have it if you have an aunt's scarf."

When Qingtian turned around, they could no longer see the figures of the two. After thinking about it, the brain circuit was still long and round, so they continued to cut vegetables.

Ding, ding, ding.

Those two people...
Chapter completed!