Cheng Miao also likes snow. She is from the south who has never seen snow very much, and everyone here is her own. She also had a snowball fight with Qi Jiajia and Lin Zhu like a child.
"Hey, big man, go help move things." Qin Musong was stunned for a moment, not used to having such a close relationship with the front desk.
He looked at the three people playing crazily in the snow, touched his nose, chuckled, and followed the parrot.
After a while, Qin Musong was holding a stove in one hand and a charcoal fire in the other. There were several tea bowls in the basket, and a pot hooked on his little finger.
The parrot flew behind, holding tea leaves in its mouth.
When Cheng Miao and the others had finished playing, they turned around and found that Qin Musong had already lit the fire without complaint, the teapot was gurgling and steaming, and the fragrance of plum blossoms in the air was tinged with the smell of tea.
Cheng Miao is a liberal arts student and likes this kind of poetry and painting the most. Even Qi Jiajia's usually gloomy face has a smile.
"Your service is great." Cheng Miao took a bowl of tea and smelled it. It was fragrant and different from what he usually drank.
Ying Ge took a small sip of tea and raised his little head, "That's natural. I haven't brought any players here before. I usually only come here with a few old friends."
As soon as he finished speaking, Cheng Miao saw a strong black figure jumping down from the roof of the house, "Qiudong!"
Qiu Dong glanced at the happy crowd and glanced at the parrot quietly drinking tea with some surprise.
Although this guy is talkative, he has a weird temper, and not many people can really like him.
He actually brought Cheng Miao and others to their own world at the front desk, which shows that these players are indeed somewhat different.
"Are you cold?" Cheng Miao saw the cat's IQ suddenly dropped to zero. She leaned over and looked down at herself. When she came in, she was only wearing a shirt and jeans. Lin Zhu had already gone to the room to get a blanket, alone. Wrapped in a bed, he looked like four Eskimos.
Qiudong swung his tail, walked over with Cheng Miao, and squatted next to the parrot.
Lin Zhu poured a bowl of tea for Qiu Dong with a wink. Qiu Dong leaned forward gracefully and licked the tea bowl with his pink little tongue.
Cheng Miao came over again and chatted with the parrot for a long time. The parrot flapped its wings and went out, and came back with a bag of marshmallows in its mouth.
Cheng Miao asked Qi Jiajia and Lin Zhu to help string the marshmallows on the stick, "Have you ever eaten roasted marshmallows? They are so delicious."
Qin Musong is an uncle in his thirties and forties and has never eaten anything like this from a little girl.
Lin Zhu didn't usually eat snacks, but Qi Jiajia was under too strict supervision. She had never seen such snacks that were demeaning to her status.
Cheng Miao quickly handed one of the marshmallows baked with tiger skin patterns to each person. Everyone took a tentative bite at first, and then their mouths were filled with sweetness that was charred on the outside and tender on the inside.
"Wow, it looks like ice cream, Sister Miaomiao!"
Qin Musong thought it was too sweet and stopped eating after finishing what Cheng Miao gave him.
Seeing that Qi Jiajia was still interested, he made two skewers and squatted by the fire to roast them.
Qi Jiajia glanced at Qin Musong, lowered her head, squatted next to her and looked at the marshmallows in the firelight intently.
Everyone played with the cats, some drank tea, and some ate marshmallows. Lin Zhu also built a small snowman in the backyard. His hands and the tip of his nose were all red from the cold.
Cheng Miao finally got her wish and touched Qiudong's thick and soft back hair. She just grabbed a handful while the cat wasn't paying attention and didn't dare to touch it more.
She looked up at the distant mountain peaks and exhaled a breath of white mist. This was the happiest day she had ever spent in the survival hotel.
Before going to bed, several of them went to the cafeteria and each drank a large cup of ginger soup. Tomorrow they would enter the dungeon, and Cheng Miao didn't want any of his team members to catch a cold.
When Cheng Miao was about to enter the room, Ying Ge stayed behind and said, "Give me your phone."
Cheng Miao obediently took out his cell phone, and the parrot flew to it and pecked a few numbers with his beak, "This is my phone number."
Cheng Miao took back the mobile phone and groped for the lines on it, "You also have a mobile phone?"
Ying Ge fluttered the feathers on his head proudly, "Of course, as the first player to get my phone number, you can call me if you have anything, and I will come to play with you... If I and your front desk If there is no grudge.”
Cheng Miao carefully saved Yingge's phone number, took two steps towards the room and then looked back, "Have you always been the front desk person?"
Yingge was pulling the light cord at the front desk. When he heard Cheng Miao ask, he turned his head back and narrowed his eyes, "No, who will always be the front desk?"
Cheng Miao looked at the parrot calmly, "Then what were you before?"
"In the past," Yingge shook his head and pulled off the light cord. The front desk fell into darkness. Yingge's voice came from the darkness, crisp and clear with a hint of vicissitudes of life, "who still remembers the past."
Cheng Miao woke up refreshed the next day and had a luxurious breakfast with his teammates.
She had asked for their opinions in the group yesterday, and several of them had no objections to going to the Black Cat Hotel.
Seeing Cheng Miao writing the Black Cat Hotel on the next stop, the parrot pretended to wipe away his tears with his wings, "The good times are always so short, Cheng Miao, you must remember to play with me."
Cheng Miao raised his hand and touched the parrot's head. The parrot accepted it well and put the stupid hair into Cheng Miao's palm, "Go ahead, go ahead, I'm even saddened by my whining."
Cheng Miao laughed out loud, waved with the parrot and walked toward the mountain deep in the wheat field.
"The Yanzhi and Justice Team rush!"
"Lin Zhu, you have become very annoying recently!"
"Ah...really? I thought you would like me more lively."
"I don't like anything about you!"
"..."
Listening to his teammates noisy behind him, Cheng Miao clenched the dungeon pass in his hand.
I hope everyone survives and goes home.
When Cheng Miao entered the dungeon, the first thing he did was to look at the people around him. When he found that all the team members were there, Cheng Miao breathed a sigh of relief.
This copy was in the deep mountains. Looking at the surrounding peaks and dense virgin forests, Cheng Miao touched the back of his neck uncomfortably.
She is afraid of insects, which would be a bit troublesome if the dungeon was in the forest.
Before the mission started, the players gathered at the creek. The place was deserted and there were very few birds singing.
There are not as many players this time as in the last dungeon, but not too few. There are 15 players, and no one is familiar with them.
Maybe it was because Qin Musong looked so insecure that someone had already come to chat with him before the mission even started.
The people who came were two brothers. The elder brother was tall, thin, and loved to laugh, like the school idol in an idol drama.
The younger brother has yellow curly hair and is a bit shy. He is also like the school sweetheart in idol dramas, shy.
The elder brother's name is Tan Wen, and the younger brother's name is Tan Wu. They are both civil and military. Unexpectedly, they both entered the survival hotel. Fortunately, when they came in, both brothers were there and had someone to take care of them.
"Handsome guy, did I see you in the zombie dungeon last time?" Tan Wen smiled so much that he showed a row of white teeth. Cheng Miao glanced at the two brothers. The elder brother's body language was very relaxed, but the younger brother was very nervous. It seemed that First time entering the game.
Tan Wen was very observant. Seeing Cheng Miao's appraising look, he nodded without hesitation, "I am an old player, and this is my brother's second time entering the dungeon."
Qin Musong nodded, "I remember you, you have good skills."
Tan Wen smiled even more happily and patted his younger brother on the head. "Basically, the dungeons are all cooperative, but there are always players with brain retardation. It's always more reassuring to meet high-level players."
Qin Musong didn't answer and looked at Cheng Miao aside.
Tan Wen followed and looked over, a little surprised. He had seen Qin Musong's skills and character, but he didn't expect that the leader of the team was not him, but this pretty and aloof girl?
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Entering a new copy~
Qi Jiajia: Bring me all the reminder gifts!
Cheng Miao: What else?
Qi Jiajia: ...thank you everyone [suppressed face]
