One Hundred Thousand Reasons For Krypton Gold

  Chapter 859 This title cannot summarize the content (9)

  The old housekeeper came back for a while, and told them that he had found some tents in the unburnt warehouse nearby and asked them to set up tents for the night, but they had to get them by themselves.

  The villa is almost burnt, and you can’t leave here, so everyone can only go to the warehouse with the old housekeeper to get the tent and see the follow-up.

  The wrong start has caused a great psychological shadow for everyone, and there is no desire to communicate.

  The old housekeeper saw Lingqiong not moving, and came over with a sullen face to remind, "Dear guest, you need to get the tent yourself. Are you still not leaving?"

   "Huh?" What is it that dad does it himself?

  Ling Qiong scratched her head, and said innocently: "Can't you bring it to me? Am I not your distinguished guest? Isn't it what you should do to serve me?"

  Old housekeeper: "..."

  The old butler was silent for ten seconds, “Guests, you need to pick up the tent yourself. If you’re late, you won’t be able to pick a good tent.”

   Lingqiong: "What happens if I pick a bad tent?"

  The old butler tore off the corner of his mouth. The loose skin looked like a piece of dough on his face, which was especially weird. "You should pick it up soon." After that, he went to the main unit.

  Lingqiong: "..."

  I knew I would not burn the villa.

  [So kiss, why do you want to burn the villa? 】

  Lingqiong is very innocent, and on the other hand, he blames the black domain for not talking about martial arts, "I want to try to see if it can be burned, who knows that the game hasn't started, and the copy doesn't have a protection mechanism. It really burned."

  【……】It seems to be deliberate!

  Lingqiong sighed continuously, and slowly got up to follow them.

  She was the last, and in front was the girl Jiang Cha with a pink schoolbag.

  Ginger Tea didn't say a word except for her name, and her mood changed little, and she looked a little cold.

  Jing Chennian is in the middle position, talking to Zhao Kun, turning his face slightly, it is an extremely pleasing picture.

  Lingqiong exhaled, cheering for herself-for the sake of the bastard, Dad can do it!

  ...

  It seems that no one has been in the warehouse for many years. It is full of dust and cobwebs, and people don't know where to go.

  The old housekeeper is only responsible for bringing them there, not for cleaning up at all.

  Lingqiong was too dirty and didn’t want to go in, so she stood at the door with the old butler and chatted with him: “This is your attitude towards distinguished guests? Do you think this is appropriate?”

  Old butler: "..." He is just an NPC.

   "Which one do you want to treat guests like this?" Lingqiong said in a small mouth for a long time, and finally took a breath and asked, "Where is your host?"

  Old housekeeper: "..."

  The old butler didn’t laugh, and didn’t entertain the oil and salt. He completely ignored the content of Ling Qiong Ba Ba, "Guest, you should go in and choose your favorite tent."

  Lingqiong: "..."

  Lingqiong leaned over, "Are you not going to say anything other than this?"

When Ling Qiong saw these words fall, the skin-like pleats of the old housekeeper trembled several times. He wriggled his pale lips, and he wanted to speak. With a grunt in his throat, he closed his mouth again, watching with a bit of bitterness. Ling Qiong.

  The little girl sighed and sympathized with the old housekeeper, "Hey, it's pathetic too."

  Old housekeeper: "..."

  Can you give him a little face and be afraid of it? Look at other people, keep your distance from him, this is the right way!

   "What kind of tent is this?"

   "It's all broken... how can I use it? What's up with this copy, my God!!"

   "This seems to be good."

  The people looking for tents pulled out all the tents in the warehouse. They were colorful, with different colors and different brands.

  Some seem to be damaged, I don’t know if they can still be used.

  Lingqiong gave up chatting with the old housekeeper, walked two steps over there, stretched her neck and looked inside.

  Jing Chennian stood aside and didn't mean to do anything.

  Lingqiong can just see his profile face, and vaguely see the angle of the boy's mouth, which is obviously the gentle and moist appearance of Young Master Pianpian, but she has a strange feeling in her heart.

  Is this cub a black heart?

  Jingchen turned his head young, his eyes accurately caught Lingqiong.

  Lingqiong upholds the concept of ‘as long as I don’t feel embarrassed, it’s not mine that’s embarrassing,’ and the innocent blinked and smiled at him obediently.

  The latter politely nodded slightly, then turned away, and continued to look at the people tossing the tent inside.

  Lingqiong: "..."

  Unexpectedly, I don’t even look at it. Is it bad for my dad, or is it bad for my dad? !

  【Kiss, is it gold? 】When necessary, Yan Xing is never absent, 【Don’t say it depends on you, you can do it anyway. 】

  Lingqiong is angrily, father has no money!

  Wrong, no points!

  【……】

   Shining sigh, who made her spend her points in the rest center before, now she is poor, huh.

  ...

  There are no more or less tents, exactly nine, but two of the tents are broken and unusable, so there are only seven tents left.

   "Why don't you share one point?"

  There are acquaintances in the team, and the conditions are limited, so everyone can squeeze.

  "Guests choose a tent. Please set up a tent before dark. The night on the mountain is not very safe." The old housekeeper stood at the door like a ghost, and said quietly: "It is best to set up a tent per person."

  Everyone: "..."

  Everyone is no longer a newcomer, and it is clear that the old butler’s words are a reminder.

  If there is no one person and one tent, it is estimated that the death condition will be triggered.

  But now there are only seven tents...They have nine people, how do you divide them?

  Everyone, look at me, I look at you, the atmosphere is subtle, three seconds later, at the same time stretch out your hands to grab the tent.

  Zhou Qin stood close and moved very fast, grabbing two directly.

  Everyone thought she was robbing her companion Zhang Zhi, who knew that she turned around and handed the tent to the back without joining the scramble, standing there as a beautiful young'Jing Yuan'.

   "Thank you." Jing Chennian was not polite, accepting the tent and thanking him, his lips red and white teeth were particularly pleasing.

  Zhao Kun glanced at Jing Chennian, turned his head and said to Zhou Qin: "I said beautiful women, we are desperate now, do you still want to be a man?"

  Zhou Qin blushed when Zhao Kun said, "It's easy for me."

  Zhao Kun raised his chin to Zhang Zhi, “Why didn’t you **** one for your teammate?”

   Zhou Qin: "..."

  Zhang Zhi grabbed one by himself, Zhou Qin did not argue with Zhao Kun about it.

  The only person in the storeroom was the gentle teacher, because he was far away, and his movements were somewhat gentle, and finally he didn't grab the tent.

   "Who else is there?" Zhang Zhi asked strangely.

   "That Sang Luojiu, she didn't come in just now..." Zhou Qin took the opportunity and diverted everyone's attention, "Hey, I just saw she was standing at the door just now."

  At this time, only the gloomy old housekeeper stood at the door of the warehouse, and there was no one else.

  (End of this chapter)