The white moonlight gl

The embarrassing Liu Mengmeng ran away without holding on for long.

There were no outsiders around, Feng Qingshui yawned lazily, and beckoned to Mo Rantong: "Let's go, gather firewood early and rest early."

When they went up the mountain, they brought enough food and water, so it would be fine to stay for one more day, but, pinching the clothes and sniffing, Feng Qingshui curled her mouth, feeling her whole body began to itch: "I really want to take a bath. "

As a person who is a little cleanliness, not taking a bath for a day or two is simply torture. Seeing this, Mo Rantong closed his eyes and felt it: "There is a hot spring."

"what?"

"There are hot springs on the mountain." A pair of radiant eyes, Mo Rantong hooked the corners of his mouth, and described to Feng Qingshui what she saw: "The hot spring is surrounded by mist, four squares, surrounded by flowers, it is a flower essence building. of."

flower essence...

The corners of her mouth twitched slightly. Even though she already knew that there were monsters and ghosts in this world, Feng Qingshui still felt very awkward.

"Is Qingqing going? The place is invisible to ordinary people and is very hidden."

"Yes!" The answer was quick: "I'm going to stink if I don't take a shower! But I didn't bring a change of clothes? I thought I'd watch the sunrise this morning and then go down the mountain after playing for a while. Bastard Snake Demon!"

"I have Qingqing's clothes in my pocket ring." Smiling at Feng Qingshui, who was surprised, Mo Rantong raised his left hand so that Qingqing could see her pocket ring clearly: "Qingqing left three years ago." At that time, I didn't take all my things away, and I rarely went home later, so I put all Qingqing's things into the ring."

"Listen to your tone? Are you blaming me?"

Raising her eyebrows and puffing her cheeks, Feng Qingshui glared at Mo Rantong angrily, her expression seemed to say, if you dare to say yes, I will beat you.

"No, how could I blame Qingqing?"

She just blamed herself for not discovering that this man wanted to abandon her earlier.

Feng Qingshui answered: "Hmph, I only brought one suitcase with me when I left, so naturally a lot of clothes were left behind."

She was also holding back her anger at the time, thinking to herself, what kind of couples are couples who can't even quarrel? Why do you love? !

With a light snort, Feng Qingshui shook her head, as if she wanted to shake off all those messy thoughts in the past.

She turned around and walked towards the woods, and said very freely: "Forget it, let's not talk about the bad things in the past, let's gather firewood quickly, and go to the hot spring at night."

Mo Rantong hummed softly, and followed Feng Qingshui silently.

While collecting firewood, the two chatted from time to time. Although the content of the conversation was not nutritious, there was also a sense of warmth in it.

such as:

"Can you hold anything in the ring?"

"You can only pretend to be dead. If a living thing enters, it will suffocate to death."

"Then your na ring is like a novel, in which time stagnates, a bowl of steaming noodles is put in, and it is still hot when you take it out?"

"……more or less."

"Wow, that's awesome, it's a must-have for home travel."

"..."

Furthermore:

"You said you, you rarely go home these three years, so why did you go?"

"Running all over the country, I am a monster catcher and the leader of the special customs research team. I have to come forward for things that the team members can't handle."

"Oh, I thought you had a love and a friend, and you were so happy that you didn't think about it every day. You had already forgotten about that little nest."

"...I, no, yes! Qingqing forgot!"

"Hey? What's your tone? Are you blaming me and blaming me again? Okay, you Mo Rantong, you say the same thing, I remember you!"

"..."

From the acquaintance to the present, Feng Qingshui has always been better than Mo Rantong in terms of talking skills. The two gathered a lot of firewood and piled it in the campsite. As the sky was getting dark, Feng Qingshui sat on a big rock, Wiping off his sweat, he looked at Mo Rantong's smeared face and snorted softly: "If your subordinates see you like this, they will definitely say that I am blind again. How can you treat you like this? How can you treat me like this?" How noble, I am not even qualified to carry your shoes!"

"Qingqing."

Knowing in his heart that his lover is a petty jealousy, Mo Rantong put his head in front of Feng Qingshui, with a slight smile on his face: "I am yours, you can treat me whatever you want."

In the eyes of outsiders, Mo Ran is as cold as a glacier that has not melted for thousands of years. It is bitingly cold from top to bottom, from the inside to the outside.

But in Fengqingshui, Mo Rantong is softer than water.

"Hmph, don't try to confuse me, you still have three months of probationary period!" A slap was slapped on Mo Rantong's face, and he pushed it away vigorously. The little face is as bright as the morning glow at this moment.

Needless to say, she was shy.

Seeing this, Mo Rantong was helpless and funny, she stood up following Feng Qingshui's strength, without resisting at all, her heart was sweet, thinking that this moment is eternity.

Two people, one in red and one in black, sit and stand next to each other, as if they were a whole.

The cool wind blew slowly, Feng Qingshui couldn't help sighing, stretched her waist, and said, "Mo Rantong, don't many people like you now?"

She is not a fool.

Combining Fu Que's words and the characteristics of the special customs research group, she knew that Mo Rantong must be very popular now.

No, maybe not today.

...Is Mo Rantong three years ago really what she remembered?

Feng Qingshui was a little suspicious.

Mo Rantong: "..."

"Oh, silence means that what I said is right? What should we do, Mo Rantong, we are no longer from the same world? You are a famous, respected, and distinguished demon catcher, and I am just a man who can't see demons and ghosts." Mortals!... Mo Rantong, is there a long distance between us?"

"It's so far away, I can't reach it and I don't want to be enough."

On the face of Qingguoqingcheng, there was a sudden coldness, Feng Qingshui was very rational, she could be cruel to herself, and even more cruel to others.

Mo Rantong's body trembled when he heard this, and he felt that his heart had just been mended, and was immediately stirred again and again by this man with a knife, until it shattered in pain.

"Qingqing, don't say such things, we are very close."

The corners of her eyes were red, tears fell on the ground faintly, and small pits were smashed out. The veins on Mo Rantong's forehead were throbbing violently. She stepped forward to hug Qingqing, buried her head on Qingqing's shoulder, vaguely, The gentle skin seems to be crumbling: "I'm right where you can touch it with your hand. What is noble? Who is not a person of the same world, Qingqing, can you see clearly?"

"Well, Mo Rantong, let go."

Feeling uncomfortable being tightly bound by Mo Rantong, Feng Qingshui frowned slightly and said, "You should be able to understand what I mean."

She meant their status, their social status.

The two of them are now like two intersecting lines on two planes, and the only connection is a little feeling.

If this point is abandoned, they will never meet again in their lifetime.

"I don't know!"

Where Feng Qingshui couldn't see, Mo Rantong's expression was extremely ferocious and terrifying. She hugged Feng Qingshui tightly, and her tone of mourning was like a beast dying: "I only know that Qingqing is thinking wildly! !"

"Qingqing doesn't believe me, and neither does she believe herself!"

"Qingqing is bad!"

Feng Qingshui: "..."

"Hey, hey, I'm just afraid that you won't be able to take it, okay?... You know my temper, I'm petty and angry, and I like to vent my anger!... Once someone provokes me because of you, no matter what the other party is, I will definitely be the first Take your knife!"

Like fuchsia.

She said she was blind, and that she was not even worthy to wash Mo Rantong's shoes and feet.

She was very angry, so she belittled Mo Rantong in front of Fu Que, saying that she was obedient to her and allowed her to beat and scold her, in order to retaliate against Fu Que and make him jump.

With a chuckle, the corners of Feng Qingshui's mouth slightly raised, with a smile in his eyes, he said leisurely: "Mo Rantong, can you accept this, and."

"If in her day, someone belittles me because of you, then I will definitely belittle you, and if someone hurts me because of you, then I will definitely stab you twice..."

Mo Rantong: "I am willing."

How could you not want to.

This person is her lifeblood, she wants to caress, protect, and pester her for the rest of her life, no, to be precise, it should be for life and life.

She is willing to suffer what she has been hurt, to taste what she has tasted, because...

This is her punishment for not protecting her well.

"Is it."

It has to be said that Feng Qingshui, a tsundere, was completely pleased by Mo Rantong's answer. Her eyebrows and eyes were curved, and she hugged Mo Rantong in a good mood and said, "Then I will remember it, and you should not forget it either."

"Ah."

With a slender waist and a firm grip, Mo Rantong sniffed back and forth between Feng Qingshui's neck, oh, Qingqing smells very fragrant, so there is no sweaty smell.

When the members of the detective agency woke up one after another, it was already dark, and Feng Qingshui and Mo Rantong had already lit the bonfire.

Because the members of the commune are very tired today, Gu Senmiao did not arrange for someone to cook, but directly took out snacks for the big guys to share.

A group of people moaned and chirped around the campfire, crying out for pain from time to time.

No way, the people who woke up after sleeping, not only did not feel better, but even more uncomfortable and sour.

Feng Qingshui has been holding back her laughter. On her right is Liu Mengmeng, and on her left is Mo Rantong. There are also people who are interested in her relationship with Mo Rantong. She just brushes it off and doesn't say that Mo Rantong is her ex-girlfriend, and Current girlfriend to be determined.

Time passed bit by bit, Feng Qingshui saw that Liu Mengmeng always passed her to look at Mo Rantong, she couldn't help raising her eyebrows: "Liu Mengmeng, what are you doing?"

"No, nothing."

Looking away in a panic, Liu Mengmeng patted her forehead, always feeling like she had met this woman named Mo Rantong somewhere.

"Cute."

Lu Hongyu walked behind Liu Mengmeng, squatted halfway, with a pale face, and said with a smile: "Let's make up, Mengmeng."

Liu Mengmeng: "..."

What the hell?

Is this guy out of his mind?

Why, you broke up with Zhang Sifan, and now you want to eat her back again?

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