The white moonlight gl

Feng Qingshui sent Mo Rantong away after teasing him.

Taking off all her clothes and stepping into the hot spring pool, Feng Qingshui couldn't help but let out a sigh, her comfortable eyebrows and aura softened.

Meeting Mo Rantong here was the biggest accident. In just one day, Feng Qingshui felt that Mo Rantong was no longer a stranger to her.

"It's so annoying."

Moaning while washing and rubbing, Feng Qing washed very quickly, and the time to wash her hair and dress was only [-] minutes.

"I'm ready."

Wiping her wet hair with a towel, Feng Qingshui stood by the bare hot spring pool, and shouted to Mo Rantong, who was not far away from her, "It's your turn."

Under the moonlit night, the girl in a white dress has long black eyebrows, eyes like autumn waves, her palm-sized face is pink and tender by the heat, and her mouth is also pink.

Mo Rantong rolled her throat impatiently. Although she is face-blind, she also has the basic ability to distinguish between beauty and ugliness. She knows that her Qingqing is more beautiful than everyone else. Every time she looks at her, she will be amazed by him.

"Qingqing."

As he approached Feng Qingshui step by step, Mo Rantong's eyes were burning hot, and he really wanted to do something, but he just said, "Bring me another coat, it's so cold to wear a skirt."

Touching the goosebumps on her arms, Miss Feng Qingshui lost her temper again: "Mo Rantong, do you know some common sense? It's very cold at night on Wanliang Mountain. No, you're wearing sports clothes yourself. Pretend to bring me the skirt, Mo Rantong, what is your intention, quickly and honestly invite me?!"

Mo Rantong: "..."

"My fault."

Slowly, he took out a mid-length thin denim jacket and handed it to Feng Qingshui. Mo Rantong watched Feng Qingshui shake off the clothes very neatly and put them on. For some reason, he suddenly had a brain twitch A sentence came out: "Qingqing hasn't grown much in the past three years, and these clothes still fit so well."

Feng Qingshui froze.

Then Mo Rantong saw Feng Qingshui sticking out her chest and breasts, squinting at her: "You haven't grown much, I've become plump and sexy, are you blind?"

Mo Ran was silent, she lost.

"Hmph, if you can't talk, don't talk. Take a shower quickly, and I'll watch for you. Really, I don't know if there are insects in the wilderness."

Holding the towel, she walked towards the place where Mo Rantong was standing before. Feng Qingshui didn't turn her head. After all, it's not like she hasn't seen what Mo Rantong looks like, so why is she so anxious? Anyway, she is hers and can't escape, Feng Qing The water rubbed the tip of his nose.

Mo Rantong: "..."

Mo Rantong took a bath faster than Fengqing water, if it wasn't for Fengqing water, seeing her hair dripping, she would definitely question whether she had washed it or not.

Handing Mo Rantong the half-wet towel that had wiped her hair, Feng Qingshui yawned, her eyelids pulled: "I'm sleepy."

She exercised more this day than in the past month, and now she suddenly relaxed, and she didn't want to move any more.

Mo Rantong was squatting down to clean up the dirty clothes of the two of them. She was used to this kind of thing, and it was like this when the two of them got along.

She worked hard and silently served Feng Qingshui very well. If it wasn't for this, Feng Qingshui, a tsundere, couldn't stand her temper long ago and left.

"Good girl, you can go to bed soon."

Raising his head and looking at Feng Qingshui tenderly, Mo Rantong washed his hands with hot spring water, dried them with a handkerchief, got up and stretched the ground into an inch.

"Cut, don't coax me like a child."

Even so, when Mo Rantong asked the princess to hug her, Feng Qingshui agreed without thinking.

"Ink dyeing."

With her arms around Mo Rantong's neck, Feng Qingshui fell into a deep sleep in a daze.

"Qingqing."

Mo Rantong walked very slowly, she stared at Feng Qingshui's sleeping face obsessively, there was silence everywhere, only her heart was beating wildly.

When Mo Rantong returned to the campsite with Feng Qingshui in his arms.

There were only two vigilant boys playing with their phones by the campfire.

One of them saw Mo Rantong walking towards him with Feng Qingshui in his arms, and opened his mouth wide. He elbowed the boy beside him, and was surprised: "Wow, this girl is really strong." .”

"Hey, what did you hit me for?"

"look!"

Stopping in front of two lively young people, Mo Rantong's eyes were dark, and the night was extremely cold: "Qing, where is Qing Shui's tent?"

"Well, there."

The young man who saw Mo Rantong first pointed to a tent not far away. Mo Rantong looked over there and thanked the young man.

After Mo Rantong left, another young man widened his eyes and sighed: "My God, why do you think this woman is easy to attack?"

"...Probably, it was set off by our weak chicken."

Squeezing his arms and legs that were still sore, the boy had a vicissitudes on his face: "I never knew I was so weak. I have decided. After I go back, I will exercise every day. I will run 3000, no, [-] meters every day!"

"Oh, then I'll supervise you every day."

"Why don't you play your cards according to the routine."

"I'm lazy."

...

Mo Rantong could hear the conversation between the two young men, but she didn't care. She carried Feng Qingshui into the tent, and found that one person was already sleeping in the tent.

Frowning, Mo Rantong gently put Feng Qingshui on the mat, thought for a while, took out a fixed spell from Najie, and threw it on the person.

This tent is not big, it's okay for two people to sleep, but it's a bit crowded for three people. Mo Rantong lay down and hugged Feng Qingshui tightly, fearing that it would not be safe, she used her spiritual power to set up a curtain in the tent. A transparent wall separated that person.

With the beauty in her arms, Mo Rantong couldn't fall asleep anyway. She smelled the fragrance of Feng Qingshui's body, and felt that the long wait was finally complete.

Time passed bit by bit, and at dawn, a book suddenly appeared in the mind of Feng Qingshui who was soundly asleep.

This book called "Urban Monster Catcher" tells the story of an ordinary person who encounters a ghost hitting a wall when he is taking a taxi after get off work at night. From then on, he has a connection with another world and finally reaches the pinnacle of life.

This ordinary person is named Qinlian, graduated from a prestigious university, a white-collar worker, a designer dog, and an overtime dog.

After Qinlian encountered the ghost hitting the wall that time, it attracted the attention of the Special Customs Research Group, because the members of the Special Customs Research Group who went to deal with the ghost hitting the wall that time discovered that Qin Lian was a ghost. With an astonishing spirit and talent, he is a once-in-a-century seedling who slays demons and restores righteousness.

After he came back, he reported the situation, and the team began to pay attention to Qinlian.

In order to prevent Qinlian from feeling disgusted with them, the Special Customs Research Group decided to send someone to deal with and make friends with Qinlian, so that Qinlian can gradually accept and understand them in a subtle way, and then step into their world.

The results are obvious.

Since then, Qinlian has often encountered various strange incidents. While she was desperately solving various incidents, she also became a demon catcher under the guidance of a companion and joined the special customs research team.

From then on, life seemed to hang up.

But by coincidence, Qinlian's companion is called Mo Rantong.

In her sleep, Feng Qingshui frowned tightly. She unconsciously read the book "Urban Monster Catcher", and the more she read it, the more her heart became more and more stuffy.

...

"Urban Monster Catcher" is a sweet novel.

In the book, the relationship between Qinlian and Mo Rantong came naturally, and the relationship was finalized at about 20.00%, and Qinlian was still an ordinary person at that time.

Mo Rantong in this book is very similar to Mo Rantong in reality.

Because Mo Rantong in the book is very kind to Qinlian, caring for everything, and saying everything. She has nothing to hide from Qinlian. The leader of the group, and then held hands, leading Qinlian into her world!

world!

...

Boo!

Such ink dyeing!

Except for the name, identity, appearance, position, etc., which are the same as Mo Rantong in reality, everything else looks the same, okay? !

Thinking of this, Feng Qingshui felt aggrieved and depressed.

She gritted her teeth loudly, however, when she saw a person with the same name and surname as her from a corner clip, Feng Qingshui...

Blasted!

The cannon fodder Feng Qingshui in the book, the information is as follows:

[Feng Qingshui, Mo Rantong's first love, a vulgar woman who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth, and is pretentious. ... She is greedy for vanity, and when she was in love with Mo Rantong, she often quarreled with the poor Mo Rantong who hid her identity. ...Later, Feng Qingshui dumped Mo Rantong, fell in love with a rich second generation, and was later abandoned by the rich second generation. Life was miserable. ...Finally, Feng Qingshui found out by accident that Mo Rantong's status was noble, and immediately regretted it, and died in depression. 】

Feng Qingshui: "..."

Honor your mother!

I regret your mother!

The author has something to say: Sure enough, human potential is infinite