Raising Baby in Apocalypse

Four Hundred and Sixty Eighth Nature of War

Xiangcheng is divided into many districts. The star district is close to the southwest direction. You can go to the Beijing-Hong Kong Expressway and the Beijing-Tibet Expressway. However, the Beijing-Hong Kong Expressway is on the edge of the star district, but the Beijing-Tibet Expressway needs to get off the national highway, enter the county, and then go some distance ago. 『Extracurricular books┡Ww? W. ΔKe Wai Shu . O #R G

So if you want to go west from the star area and go out of the Xiangcheng Shangjing-Tibet Expressway, that is not a small distance.

At night, the plants calmed down a bit. On the main road leading into the star area ahead, densely covered with vines, a sea of ​​blood-red flowers bloomed on the vines, and the scarlet stamens swayed in the moonlight. In the swirling green smoke, it was terrifyingly strange. ..

The moon in the sky was pale and pale, and a gust of wind blew by, making the petals rustle, as if the sound of human teeth refusing food.

Zhan Lian and the others found a teahouse and took a rest, while Zhang Boxun followed them to the star area, obviously a lot more anxious. He was not as quiet as Zhan Lian and the others. Everyone rested, but Zhang Boxun was alone Struggling hard, trying to cut the flowers ahead.

"How much to cut, how much to grow."

In the window of the teahouse, An Ran lay on the window lattice, looking out of the window Zhang Boxun sighed, the doll was turning over at his feet, and Zhan Lian sat beside the doll, helping the doll to turn over.

The three of them are all sitting on the sofa, and they may also sleep on the sofa tonight.

Fortunately, the decoration of this tea house is also comfortable, and there are private rooms, the sofas in the private rooms are very large.

After hearing An Ran's speech, Zhan Lian leaned over, pressed on An Ran's back, put his hands on both sides of An Ran's body, and covered the doll with his feet, in case the baby turned over and fell off the sofa.

And he looked out towards the glass window lattice, and saw that Zhang Boxun was really working hard, but no matter how hard he tried, those flowers would grow as much as they were cut.

Excluding the factor that he cannot shake the entire sea of ​​flowers by himself, and because of Zhang Boxun's ability, it seems that he is really not as high as Zhan Lian.

An Ran felt that the exercise on her back was very heavy, so she pushed her shoulders and said with disgust: "Don't press me down, you should lose weight."

"Just press you."

Zhan Lian was so naive, it was fine if An Ran didn't say anything, but once he said that, he put his whole weight on An Ran's back, bowed his head and kissed An Ran's face.

She avoided him and said with a smile: "Don't make trouble, Luo Feifan will see it again in a while."

"did not see it,

Didn't see it, keep going! "

Luo Feifan's voice sounded in the private room next door, An Ran hurriedly pushed Zhan Lian to sit up straight, stretched out her hand to thump him, and said in a low voice:

"Tell you to stop making trouble."

Although the private rooms of this kind of teahouse are designed to be very secretive, the sound insulation facilities are very poor. There is a screen between their private room and Luo Feifan's private room, so Zhan Lian and An Ran are laughing here, and the entire teahouse can be heard.

Facing An Ran's embarrassment, Zhan Lian had a Pippi smile on his face. He lowered his head, retrieved the doll that was about to fall off the sofa, put it into An Ran's arms, and said in a low voice:

"Where is the trouble with you?"

Then, leaning into An Ran's ear, with a serious invitation, he said in a low voice: "How about we wait for the child to sleep and find a place where no one can hear..."

"Rogue, go and sleep in a private room with your Luo Feifan!"

An Ran reached out and pushed Zhan Lian's body, pushing him out of the private room, shameless, shameless, obscene, obscene, this is Zhan Lian's nature, that's right!

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