Mr.Feng, your wife is practicing magic again

"I hear you, I hear you." Big orange immediately relaxed, turned his head, picked a wicker from his paw, and ran to yunmo with two wheezing steps. He stood up and touched the ground with only two hind paws. The right paw brushed the wicker toward his left paw, put the wicker on the wrist of his left paw, and then stretched out his right paw toward yunmo: "little orange is here, madam, please help me, little orange will take you to walk."

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There was a moment of silence in the courtyard.

"Ha ha ha ha..." then the five poison marmot began to laugh, even the four corners of his face could not help shaking.

Little orange, ha ha, Mr. orange.

Oh, Hello, this big orange is OK. It's really a surprise for all living beings.

Cloud Mo looking at in front of her play father-in-law's big orange, forehead blue veins straight jump, fiercely stretch out his hand to grasp big orange's ear, dragging it to the direction of the toilet, while gnashing his teeth way: "want to be father-in-law right, OK, I help you."

"Ah, meow, meow..."

No, I don't. I don't want to be my father-in-law. Yunmo, spare my life.

I'm so excited that I can't even speak to people who have just practiced better.

"Ha ha ha..." the yard was full of laughter.

Feng Tianxun shakes his head helplessly and takes a glance at the laughing five poisons with both hands on his back. These guys really don't clean up: "it's nothing to do, isn't it? Shall I give you more assignments? "

The laughter stopped suddenly.

"No, I have a lot to do." The five poisons immediately flashed into the next room.

Quadrangle reaction faster, straight out of the courtyard door, ran.

The groundhog splashed out of the garden and ran back to the courtyard next to the small courtyard.

The ghost insect directly shrinks its body and crawls under a leaf. When I sleep, I hear nothing, I don't know anything, and I don't participate in anything. I'm a good insect.

Looking at the courtyard which is quiet for a moment, Feng Tianxun's mouth is slightly crooked. He doesn't give them any color, and everyone dares to open the dyeing room. Even if he is happy that he and yunmo are finally together, he doesn't know to be a little bit more restrained, and he is not afraid of lawlessness... Well, why hasn't yunmo come out yet?

Feng Tianxun looks up at the position of the bathroom. Cloud and ink have been gone for so long. Why haven't they come out yet?

Eyebrows gently moved, Feng Tianxun quickly walked to the location of the bathroom in the courtyard: "cloud ink, cloud ink?"

There was no answer.

Cloud ink didn't answer, big orange also didn't make a sound, just cloud ink breath is still here.

Huh? The smell of cloud and ink is here. Why isn't the smell of big orange here?

Feng Tianxun's eyes are shocked. He steps forward and waves to open the locked toilet door. Inside

Inside there is the shadow of cloud and ink, the open window is swinging in the wind, and a breath symbol in the bathroom is pasted in the middle.

Yunmo, actually ran away.

Feng Tianxun

Instant gas explosion.

"Chu... Yun... Mo..."

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The sun is shining and the temperature is very high.

The weather at the end of July is not the weather for people to live. The day is getting hotter and hotter. The ground is just like a barbecue iron plate. People walking on it really should be joked. Sprinkling cumin powder is a string of moving roast pork.

Just in the morning, the sun was rolling in the sky. It was so powerful that except for a few sporadic people who had to go out to work, there was no one in the street. Except for the running cars, it was almost like an empty city.

"Snort snort snort..." in the complex alley, a bike sharing was riding from a distance.

The sun is too hot, the alley is empty, only this car in the hot sun crooked Rao Rao.

"Ride steady." Sitting on the seat of the car, Yun Mo holds his chest with both hands and sits with his back to the front. His feet step on the iron sheet at the back of the car, accompanied by the crooked mouth of the car.

In front of her, big orange holds two handles in front of her claws and pedals in back of her claws. She rides a bicycle in the air.

Smelling the speech, big orange wiped the sweat on his forehead and said angrily, "this is the first time I ride this thing. It's quite good to ride away without wrestling. You have to ask for such a high work. You're not satisfied with riding by yourself."

He was so angry that he thought that yunmo was helping him to go to the bathroom. He knew that this guy was going to steal.

Steal away, OK, it's not a big thing, but I don't know why it's so bad. When we got out of the small Siheyuan in fengtianxun, there was nothing nearby. Let alone a taxi, Didi car or a motorcycle, we didn't see one. Only this little yellow car collapsed in a corner of the alley.

Well, yunmo doesn't know how to ride a bicycle, and she can't ride like that, so it's the only smart orange seat.

In this hot weather, a little cat riding such a big bike and carrying such a big man as yunmo, it's so young and tired.

What's more, the little yellow car didn't have the back seat to carry people, and yunmo took the only bicycle stool directly. As a free labor, it could only pedal all the way, which was more painful than watching the rickshaw drivers on TV.....

What's more, what's more, in order not to let Feng Tianxun catch up with them, he has to go all the way through the alleys and find the worst way to ride. It can keep it from falling down because he has tried his best to keep it with his spiritual power. He also hates it, hum.

Cloud Mo narrowed squint, low voice: "want me to ride?"

Feeling the murderous tone of cloud ink, the big orange cat's beard curled up, and immediately said: "no, no, I ride. It's my great honor to be able to run for your life with you. Oh, no, it's really my great honor to visit the scenery."

Listen to big orange unreliable flattery words, cloud ink picked pick eyelids, lazy to pay attention to it.

He looked up at the sun, which was not covered at all. Yunmo turned his eyes to the sun, and the oil was about to come out. This weather really didn't give her any face. It was so hot.

Exhaled a mouthful of heat from the nose, cloud ink raised his eyelids and looked around.

The dilapidated alleys are full of antiquity. Well, it's not antiquity. Compared with other places in Beijing, this place has the architectural style of at least 30 years ago. The whole place is dirty and messy. The dilapidated silos and attics are as bad as those in the Republic of China on TV.

"Where is this?" Cloud Mo turns to ask big orange.