All Stars Are My Food Fans

On the other side of Q3, at the gate of the factory, the long dragon is gradually dissipating.

The long hours of work made Jiang Qiuqiu's lips flush unnaturally.

Contrary to the color of the lips, there is a slightly pale face.

She finally slowed down.

High efficiency means that more mental energy must be passed in a shorter period of time, and shortening the rest time means that there is no recovery, and it is necessary to continue to invest in treatment.

This is a great test for spiritual healers, but Qiuqiu needs this kind of test.

Ting Mo looked at her and felt that her body was overflowing with golden light.

Although she rarely speaks during treatment, no matter what kind of patient she encounters, she will not show strange eyes.

She faced these people with equal eyes and an ordinary attitude.

She actually appeared as a savior, but never had the air of a savior.

Everything is just right.

Respect and love.

She thought like a spring, and wrote a lot of interview posts about Jiang Qiuqiu.

She decided to go to the mining area and take it slow. After finishing the interview with the information and information here today, Sister Xiaoxiao and the others said yesterday that they wanted to catch the explosion of Jiang Qiuqiu.

Now that there is a breaking point, she can come here to do a branch interview, so that she can continue to increase the popularity of Jiang Qiuqiu, and she can also add some popularity to her separate account to prepare for the next breaking news.

Everything is well planned.

The sky was getting darker, and the free clinic at the delicious factory was gradually coming to an end. The cerebral cortex began to ache, and the mental sea began to tremble.

She staggered a bit when she got up, but fortunately, she has become a very strong physique to support her since she went to the Mecha Soldier Department.

Hee hee, it's alright.

At night, it is cooler here, but it is impossible to disperse the team. Everyone has waited for so long, and the eyes of the people in the front are full of hope, and they will definitely not leave.

It’s not realistic to make a quilt or something. Xiao Qian always thought about it a lot, but in the end, all he could do was turn on the lights of the factory.

The light is on, hopefully it won't go out.

The robot cleaned up the mess, the staff entered the office in the inner room, and Xiao Qian invited Ting Mo to stay and finish dinner before leaving, but the little girl was a little uncomfortable with this... The atmosphere of so many people eating together, she said goodbye immediately.

In the end, only with everyone's enthusiasm, she took away the seven or eight brown sugar steamed buns that Qiuqiu had given her.

Wow.

She rode in the suspension car of the delicious factory and briskly returned to the dormitory building.

Damn, it would be great if there were more people like Jiang Qiuqiu in this world.

In this way, there should be no numbered alphabet planets, right?

The bad problem of overthinking when meeting a good person came again, Ting Mo shook his head, and in the fragrant breath, took out a brown sugar steamed bun and took a bite.

hiss.

The teeth bit the smooth surface, penetrated into the fluffy and soft inside, took a bite, and the sweet steamed buns opened slightly on the tip of the tongue.

Chew a few more bites and eat more, the stomach gradually becomes warm, and a happy taste envelopes me.

All the exhaustion seemed to disappear.

She paused for a while, then immediately found her camera robot and took a few photographs of the brown sugar steamed buns.

By the way, I wrote a small tasting impression on the way back.

Just today, on this hover car! Classmate Jiang Qiuqiu, there is a little fan with outstanding literary talent!

She jumped up and down to the dormitory with a happy mood.

However, pushing the door and entering, the atmosphere seems to be wrong.