Interstellar Love Story: Young Girl Spirit Hunter

That's because the elders can't find a girlfriend, so if he wants to have something with the lady in front of him, he'll be happy.

"Yes, it's my friend, so I wonder if you know him?"

The birch still half lowered her head and looked down at her.

He was sure that she and Fu Qi would not know each other. Otherwise, Fu Qi would have rushed to Uncle Fu and asked clearly.

Hua Canling took a step back.

No way. It's a little stressful to look up at each other.

Moreover, he bowed his head and she looked up as if she were asking for a kiss

People who grow tall have this advantage and are not convinced? OK, then you should grow as tall as each other.

The original owner Xu Lingling is not short, 168, but now she is wearing flat heeled "grandma shoes" specially used to stand and work. Of course, the 1856 white birch is short.

This step back, the field of vision becomes wider, and the pressure is less.

She didn't want to step back.

"Why don't you show me your friend's photos? I've never left photos outside. Even my graduation photos, I pretended to be ill."

The flower remnant spirit is faint.

Don't worry, birch, this is a clue, but look at his foolishness, maybe that sentence is a real chat up to her, but it's just a bait to try to get her hooked?

……

A manor looks very ordinary, but the surrounding walls are equipped with at least nearly 100 surveillance cameras. Inside, people in white coats are wrapped tightly from head to foot, carrying password boxes made of aviation materials with strong confidentiality.

This is the most hidden Institute of Aerospace Electronics and electromagnetism in the high-tech park. It is an underground organization cultivated by state secrets.

As the ancients often said, Da Yin is hidden in the city.

It is this aerospace related electronic and Electromagnetic Research Institute that has developed many ultra-advanced outer space navigation materials for the country, with a confidentiality level of SSS.

A unique sealed letter at the bottom of the underground research institute is in an excellent office.

"What? Missed it? What do you people do for food? I asked you to deal with a small wild species growing up in a corner, but you missed it?!"

He was in a white coat, half white in the head and messy. He was about 50 years old. His muddy old eyes were full of blood. He didn't know what he heard when he was sitting in the rotating boss's chair. He jumped up from the boss's chair and yelled at his mobile phone. While yelling, he pulled his tie irritably. His expression was very angry and Yin vulture.

With a wave of his hand, he swept all the paper materials filled with symbols and formulas stacked on the silver office to the ground.

Clang.

A transparent sign on the upper left corner of the desk said "Dr. Xu Zhi, director of rare materials R & D department" also fell to the ground and made a sound.

The paper materials that he photographed flying were like snowflakes, flying piece by piece, and then scattered.

"That girl is evil! She seems to have eyes behind her back!"

The volume of the telephone is so loud that such a sound can be heard from the receiver.

If Hua Canling hears it here, he will be impressed. Because the voice came from the phone of the short ugly black man who pushed her black hand behind her - the poison bug of one of the thugs in the underground casino.