Bingshan Yujie is a soft and cute monster

Lin Mo walked over and found a large piece of fresh meat hanging beside the paper crane.

Lin Mo lifted the meat off the top and exclaimed, "You get meat for free when you buy something?"

Mo Jin said lightly, "It was sent by Lynn Yuan."

Lin Mo asked, "How do you know?"

Mo Jin turned and left, leaving behind two words - smell.

Lin Mo sniffed hard, but she couldn't smell anything.

Lin Mo took the red package off Qianzhihe, opened it, and found that it was the cleaning supplies she bought this afternoon, as well as some seasonings. The merchant also gave away a small bottle of peanut oil. It seems that today's dinner should be ready A little tastier.

After taking off the package, the thousand paper cranes flew away just like last time.

She sorted out all the things, and then went to help up the collapsed beams, but found that Mo Jin had already fixed the beams.

Mo Jin sat aside, her originally meticulous hair was a little messy.The neck is slender and fair, and the collar with two buttons missing is slightly loose, revealing a hint of spring light, which looks messy and beautiful.

Mo Jin doesn't seem so untouchable, Lin Mo sometimes wants to get closer to her, to touch the hot mountains and rivers under her iceberg appearance.

Thinking of this, Lin Mo reached out and patted his face.

Stop dreaming in broad daylight.

She clenched the buttons in her hands tightly, and her palms ached slightly, which also made her wake up a little.

She ruined Mo Jin's clothes and needed thread to sew it on. There must be no suitable thread here, so she had to buy it on the official website.

Lin Mo glanced at Mo Jin's hair, and thought of a question, she might have to buy a comb to comb Mo Jin's hair.

If Mo Jin can turn into a panda next time, she can also use a comb to comb Mo Jin's fur.

Lin Mo thought that the aunt in the orphanage had a big cat. Every time the aunt combed the cat, the cat would snore comfortably.

If you brush Mo Jin's fur, will Mo Jin also make a small purr?

Lin Mo's heart softened when he thought of that scene.

The future is bright, but there are still many things to think about right now.

She looked up at the barely square log cabin and thought of a serious question.

If she puts more things in the wooden house, these monsters will definitely toss the small wooden house to pieces if they fight a few times. She finally has a small house, and the intern probably will live in this wooden house for a long time Here, it would take a lot of effort to rebuild, so it is better to re-strengthen the whole house with new nails first.

In this way, there will be more things to buy, but the money is still too little. She has a lot of things she wants to buy but can't buy them. Lin Mo clenched her fists. She must work hard to earn more money.

Lin Mo decided to study the little bee to see how to make more money by live broadcasting. She took the little bee down from mid-air and clicked on the live broadcast page.

A bunch of pale pink bullet screens suddenly refreshed on the LCD screen in front of me.

--Long Ozawa: Roar!Come on together, together!

--The monkey girl who loves to eat peaches: I have unbuttoned my shirt, can we be far away from being together?Come on, anchor.

--Zhu Ruo Ruo: What kind of bamboo is the host? Why is it bigger than my bamboo leaves?

--Zhu Xiaoxiang: Is it really bamboo upstairs? You can’t even tell. The anchor is a thousand-year-old arrow bamboo. Of course, it is bigger than your bamboo leaves, and it is also a treasure among treasures.

-- Bamboo Gold: Dumbfounded jpg

-- Bamboo Gold: 66666666

--Zhu Ruo Ruo: 66666666

--Long Xiaoze: That must be a baby, huh, huh, I want Xiao Zhuye from the anchor.

--Mao Sanjiu: Concentrate on cp for 100 years, by the way, the formation upstairs is messed up.

--Bullshit: Oh my god, ginseng baby, I'm afraid I entered the wrong fake live broadcast room.

-- Hu Dazhuang: You are not alone, I also suspect that I entered a fake live broadcast room.

--Lan Ke'er: The anchor has no luck. My mother just asked me why I knelt down to watch the live broadcast. I can't say, because I want to worship the boss.

-- Hu Dazhuang: Worship the boss +1

Underneath the boss, Lin Mo felt that she had gone to the wrong set of the underworld boss instead of her own live broadcast room.

Lin Mo smiled, and glanced at the number of people in the live broadcast room. There are now 300 people, which is more than double the 100 people she saw in the morning, which made her feel a little stressed.

She took a sip of water to suppress her shock, swiped her finger down on the live broadcast page, and clicked into her personal homepage.

The avatar column on the personal homepage is empty, and there is a line of small words next to it - my fans.

Lin Mo was surprised to find that she now has 100 fans.

Lin Mo happily jumped up on the spot and turned around in a circle. She turned to Mo Jin's direction and saw Mo Jin next to the fire, continuing to weave rattan that was not finished in the morning.

Lin Mo controlled her restless hands, she almost wanted to drag Mo Jin around in circles together.

Just pulling the iceberg around in circles always feels a little strange.

Mo Jin has been paying attention to Lin Mo's movements, seeing Lin Mo suddenly jumping up and turning around, with the corners of his mouth crazily raised, he can't help shaking his head, Xiao Zhuzi is probably stupid again.

But this didn't stop Lin Mo from wanting to share her feelings. She ran to Mo Jin, bent down, her eyes became crescent moons: "Mo Jin, Mo Jin, guess how many fans we have now?"

Mo Jin put down the woven rattan in his hand, raised his eyes and glanced at Lin Mo: "Fans?"

"Yes." Lin Mo nodded heavily, moved closer to Mo Jin, pointed to the personal homepage on Little Bee, and said with a hint of excitement in his tone, "We now have 100 fans!"

Mo Jin hummed lightly, glanced at the screen casually, and then moved his eyes to Lin Mo's face.

When Lin Mo laughed, his eyebrows and eyes were curved, and there was a shallow dimple on his face, revealing the standard eight teeth. He looked very sweet, like a vibrant and shining little sun, as if he had the power to warm people's hearts .

It's different from Lin Mo's harmless cuteness when she first met her, and occasionally she looks a bit like a sly little fox when she smiles.

Lin Mo noticed that Mo Jin was staring at her, the tips of his ears were slightly red, and silently moved a little distance to the side.

I don't know why, but it seems that when I stay with Mo Jin for a while, I feel my heartbeat speeding up uncontrollably.

Lin Mo felt something was wrong, so he moved the topic to another place: "The avatar on this homepage is still empty, do you want us to take a photo together?"

She was afraid that Mo Jin would misunderstand her meaning, so she explained: "I mean we are a team after all, so a single portrait like this is not suitable."

After Lin Mo finished speaking, she faintly felt that there seemed to be something wrong with this sentence. It sounded like she was kindly inviting Mo Jin to take a group photo with her, but in order to avoid Mo Jin's rejection, she brought up the reason that they were a team Woolen cloth.

Mo Jin did not refuse, but said yes lightly.

Lin Mo couldn't believe it, but he was still a little excited. He held up the little bee, and took a photo with Mo Jin to the camera.

The photo has high pixels and looks very clear. Lin Mo looked at Mo Jin with Bingshan's face, and then at himself with a silly smile, feeling satisfied.

After she uploaded the photo, she turned around and saw that Mo Jin seemed to be looking at that photo too.

Lin Mo felt a little uneasy and asked, "What's wrong?"

Mo Jin's expression remained unchanged: "Do you think this photo looks good?"

Could it be that Mo Jin wanted her to delete the photo so that she could not use it?

No, this is the only photo of her and Mo Jin so far, she must protect it.

Lin Mo held the little bee in his arms vigilantly, and said firmly, "It's very beautiful, I really like it."

Mo Jin looked at Lin Mo's precious face, pursed his lips, and said nothing else.

Seeing that Mo Jin didn't speak any more, Lin Mo happily looked at the photos several times before letting the little bee continue to shoot and start preparing for cooking.

She took the meat to the stream to wash it, and moved a thin stone slab to the stove. Just as she was about to add firewood to the fire, Mo Jin took the initiative to help Lin Mo control the fire with spiritual energy.

Lin Mo first smeared a layer of oil on the slate, waited for the oil to heat up, and then put the meat sliced ​​into thin slices on the slate.

The meat slices are thick and even, and there is a creaking sound when placed on the hot oil.

A layer of small bubbles appeared around the meat slices from the nearly transparent fat, and the pink fresh meat gradually turned into a warm orange color, exuding a seductive aroma.

Lin Mo evenly sprinkled seasoning on both sides of the barbecue, picked it up with chopsticks, put it on his lips and blew it gently, then brought it to Mo Jin's mouth and said: "Taste it, the barbecue has been roasted for so long. "

Mo Jin froze for a moment, it was the first time she felt such warmth.

She suddenly felt a warm current slipping through her eye sockets, she lowered her head, and took a light bite on the barbecue.

Lin Mo looked forward to it: "Is it delicious?"

Mo Jin felt that he was a worthless giant panda who could barely speak after eating a piece of barbecue.

She opened her mouth and lowered her voice: "It's delicious."

Lin Mo's eyes were bent, but he didn't notice anything unusual, and showed a confident smile: "Eat more if it tastes good."

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