419.Interstellar plane-89

Tang Tang faced off against Qi Li, and Buqi faced against Tantrum. It was like a firecracker meeting a fuse, and they started fighting each other. .net

They look just like two elementary school students who have not yet graduated.

Cheng Xi glanced at the two people who were getting better and ignored them. She watched the show quietly while calmly directing Gu Chaoxi and Song Hui to cook.

It's quite interesting.

"Do you think these two people are quite similar?"

Shen Xingluo, who was crippled by his elbow: "..."

So why did you, a single person in the interstellar age, become a matchmaker in terms of identity and ideology?

So the next second, Cheng Xi received a look of condemnation: "Why don't you think about your own life-long events when you have time to care about others?"

"..." Why is she feeling guilty?

This is not right!

Cheng Xi, who was holding his breath and wanted to teach someone a lesson, recalled his heart-breaking experience and immediately stared back with confidence.

"What are you looking at? We can't quarrel even if we want to."

"So Xiaoxi wants to quarrel with me?"

Shen Xingluo was deep in thought, but he never thought that a heart-to-heart relationship could become a stumbling block in pursuing his wife.

As the sky gets darker and darker, the campground not only expands several times, but the surrounding area becomes more and more lively.

Gu Chaoxi and Song Hui quickly set up the grill and iron pot next to the fire. When the mutated beast meat was roasted to a certain extent, they evenly applied the secret seasoning, and a rich fragrance spread through the air.

Passers-by who saw this kind of battle for the first time suddenly felt that the nutrient solution in their hands was bland and tasteless.

"Oh my God, this tastes so overbearing!"

"Are you sure this isn't the dangerous hunting planet? If it weren't for the woods in front of me, I would have thought I was in an interstellar gourmet restaurant!"

"Ah, it smells so good, why do I feel so hungry?"

There was a buzzing discussion in the camp, and the viewers in the live broadcast room who were also tortured by dinner suddenly found their balance.

[Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Is there finally someone like me? It’s not easy! 】

[hhhhh~~~ Friends at the scene, are you surprised or surprised? 】

[Okay, I finally regained my composure after seeing someone who was suffering more than me, and I felt a little better for no reason. 】

[I feel better now (*^▽^*)+1]

...

With a water bottle in her left hand and a dagger in her right hand, Mu Jin leaned against the fire to show off her meat and drink water at the same time. She was very skillful. Every move she made showed a bit of elegance. She was neither hurried nor slow nor hasty nor slow.

Although the rest of the people don't care about table manners as much as he does, the expressions of enjoyment on their faces as they wolf down the food can arouse waves of "hatred".

A few people nearby could not wait to have "I want to eat so much and want to join them" engraved on their faces.

However, they were not familiar with the people in the team, so they could only stay where they were, enduring the drool that kept coming out of their mouths while drinking nutritional liquid meal replacements.

The "harmonious" atmosphere here did not last long, and soon the culprit of the quarrel was caused.

"Qi Li, so you are here, making it easy for me to find you!"

Zhao Heng pulled Tang Rou and stood in front of a few people. With his nostrils pointing upward, he controlled the arrogance and luxury of the rich second generation to a tenth, not even one cent less.

"Hey, my defeated general didn't run away this time? What a strange news!"

Qi Li unceremoniously threw out the four-character idiom given to him by Tang Shu, and accurately stepped on Zhao Heng's spot.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Zhao, just leave. Did you forget something?"