Chapter 58 rainstorm Mother and Son Ghost
If you don't need it, it's a waste. What if you encounter a child who doesn't have milk to drink? I have checked and this brand is very safe. Xiao Ze also likes to drink it. "When Huang Muhulu heard that children don't have milk to drink, he sympathized and reluctantly opened his mouth.
Lin Keqing chuckled and picked out everything that could be used but could not be produced by herself. The food area in the mall was very messy, and the positions for packaged quick food were all empty. She only collects things that are not easy to hold, such as air conditioners, water heaters, beds, and so on. The third floor is the clothing area, where she packages all her clothes with shelves, which can be used to submit tasks to the base or for those in need in the future.
The fifth floor is a food court, and most of the food that can be eaten has gone bad. She packed some seasonings and equipment, such as fire pots and barbecue iron plates. There are many of these things in her space, but she still can't bear to let them be covered in dust.
She turned around and was about to leave when suddenly she felt an abnormal wave. She was so focused that she heard a baby crying. Many monsters would imitate the baby's crying, knowing that it might be a scam, but she couldn't help but investigate. What if it was really a surviving child.
The fluctuation came from a well-known Sichuan restaurant. Seeing the familiar fiery red hotpot restaurant sign, her gaze was a bit stunned and her heart was in a daze.
She is from the south but loves spicy food very much. Yang Xi said that when she eats spicy food, her mouth looks like a rabbit and she is particularly cute.
She thought of their first kiss, which was her fifteenth birthday, at a tender and sour age. Yang Xi suddenly kissed her while eating hotpot at the Hangzhou branch of this hotpot restaurant. She forgot how she reacted and didn't remember anything, only being held by him in a daze. She remembered the water of West Lake, the stars and beautiful lights in the sky, and his warm hands.
What were you thinking at the time
Imagine being with him forever.
I remember when she couldn't believe it when she saw her own front door, Yang Xi was about to die laughing. That smile was like the sunshine that could melt glaciers and snow mountains, dispel all the gloom. That was her only redemption and pursuit.
He laughed enough and kissed her again in the alley outside his house. This time, it's enough to make her remember forever.
His lips were very cold and soft, like watermelon flesh soaked in well water in summer, and also like what they had eaten before, very sweet, sweet into their hearts. The smell on him is pleasant, faint, like him, fresh like a newly bloomed gardenia in spring, with the scent of laundry detergent on his clothes, just like what she uses, they like to use the same things.