Leng Yuhao looked at himself in the mirror, he couldn't help but laughed out with a'pouch', and he was secretly happy for his cleverness in his heart.
Even if he was standing in front of Zeng Shaofen now, she wouldn't recognize him. Sometimes, she still had to talk about some tactics in her life.
He looked at the sleeping guys, he walked out of the house lightly, walked slowly to the garage, picked the worst nanny car in the house, and sat in happily.
In the sky, the sparrows flew in groups, cutting the golden first sun, and swept down tiny shadows.
There are not many famous flowers and grasses on both sides of the road, only one-person tall weeds are waving, and their leaf tips are covered with dew drops, making people feel deserted and lonely.
He carefully observed behind him, and as expected, no vehicle followed, he hurriedly drove forward happily.
"Where have you been?" Wang Shisong chose a casual sportswear, looking vigorous and full of sunshine.
He put the short-handled pistol in the travel backpack he carried, as well as Kellsy and his passport.
"I'm on my way to find Yunxi. Come on, too." Leng Yuhao didn't want to say too much. His mind was full of Zhou Yunxi's happy laughter when he saw him. I couldn't help but smile.
The seeds of happiness were scattered in his heart, slowly blooming in his heart.
"Okay, wait for me." Wang Shisong's clear and handsome face showed a deep smile, and his heart was unspeakable. If he was not the heir of the Haotian Group, he would not be dragged in. Maybe they Will you be a good friend
Friends, the killer should have no friends, those two words are completely a kind of extravagant hope.
"Take me with you? At least let me protect you from leaving." Su Huaiyu is still dressed in black leather pants, and short brown hair is neatly combed, not messy.
A pair of battle boots is just right, letting her neutral dress reveal a bit of fashion, and her eyes look at Wang Shisong with a longing look.
She didn't want to hear his refusal, even if he didn't agree to take her, he would follow in another way.
"Yu'er, I am going to complete my mission, it has nothing to do with you. Take care, if you have fate, we will see you again." Wang Shisong was very handsome and showed a warm smile at her, beautiful and charming, Su Huaiyu has never I thought he would look so good when he smiled.
Her brain was controlled by that smile, and the heart in her chest was beating vigorously.
Wang Shisong patted her on the shoulder. It has been a long time since she walked out of the room before she came back to her senses. The guy had already drove away in that new car.
Su Huaiyu became angry with herself and kicked hard at the door. How could she still be distracted with such emotions at this time? What a dangerous thing.
She quickly ran down the garage, took the racing motorcycle that Wang Shengcai had sent, and followed the positioning system of Wang Shisong's car, and galloped away.
Leng Yuhao looked at the cascading mountains, and a path curving away, the slope was too big, hanging on the distant mountain as if it had been cut off by the waist.
Leng Yuhao took off the wig from his head in the car, took off his mother's skirt and put it back on his own clothes. He patted the props and said to himself happily: Thank you for your help.
He changed his clothes, put on his backpack and walked towards the depths of the mountain. The sides were green and picturesque, and occasionally there were small flowers blooming in the grass. It was really beautiful.
The fragrance of green grass accompanied by the smell of soil made people feel refreshed and refreshed. He walked briskly towards the destination.
The more you walk into the mountains, the more humid you feel, and the farmhouses on both sides are full of smoke, which is really a paradise.
'Wow~~'
'Cack~~'
There were a few dog barks and chicken barking in the distance. The grey-haired old farmer's grandmother sat leisurely under the tree, babbling the pipe and smoking the hookah.
Leng Yuhao was a little unsure whether Cotton Village continued to go down this road. He ran forward and asked politely, "Grandma, is Cotton Village going this way?"
"What are you talking about?" The grandmother was very old and her ears were a little back. She yelled loudly at Leng Yu, thinking that the young man in front of her was like her ears.
"Cotton Village, how do you go?" Cold Yuhao asked her perseveringly again, her voice raised a lot.
"You have been following this known path, and you have just climbed over that mountain." The old lady closed her eyes after she said, and continued to smoke her hookah. She seemed reluctant to pay attention to the handsome young guy in front of her. .
Mountain roads are getting harder and harder to walk. I am used to walking on large roads on weekdays. Leng Yuhao, who is used to riding in luxury cars, feels his legs are weak and sweating all over.
He was fortunate that he was fortunate to wear a pair of sneakers. He fell down and climbed up the hill with the weeds.
Looking around, there is a white and beautiful cotton field, which opens just right when the sun shines on them.
A breeze blew, and Leng Yuhao slowly opened his hands to welcome the sunlight. The sun in the mountains was a bit less venomous, and a touch of kindness and gentleness.
Those farmhouses built on the mountain, white smoke wafted from the chimneys like a dream, Leng Yuhao had no time to slowly become intoxicated, and he ran towards the farmhouses anxiously.
"Hello, do you know where Zhou Li and their family live?" Leng Yuhao was born so long and asked the most about directions today. He asked those people shyly and politely.
"Zhou Li? Isn't it the newcomer?" The middle-aged man looked at the back room. Their village is not big, and they naturally know something when they enter outsiders.
"What are you looking for?" Sun Mosen took a sip of porridge while holding a huge bowl, staring at Leng Yuhao, who was wearing a t-shirt and wearing jeans.
"I'm Zhou Yunxi's friend, please tell me, where is their home?" Leng Yuhao listened to the middle-aged man talking about the newcomer, and felt ecstatic in his heart. It seemed that he was on the right track.
"Friend? Why haven't I heard Yun Xi talk about it?" Sun Mosen was full of guard, and looked at the boy in front of him with some suspicion.
"This child, you take him to Zhou's house to find it." The middle-aged man kicked Sun Mosen's butt, and the mud-stained barefoot prints hung on the child's pants like that.
"Let's go." Sun Mosen put down the bowl, patted the foot prints on his butt, then pulled off the vest on the rope and put on the lead and walked.
The guy's feet were super fast, and within two or three strokes, he threw Leng Yuhao far away, and Leng Yuhao could only catch up with him by trotting.
"Is it still far?" Leng Yuhao walked for almost ten minutes, before he reached Zhou's house, his feet were already hurting a little bit unlike his.
"It's almost here, it's almost here." Sun Mosen pointed to the low brick house opposite, with a satisfied smile on his face, dense beads of sweat came out of his forehead, and he reached out and wiped it happily. Run towards the house.
"Yun Xi, I finally found you." Leng Yuhao's eyes were full of tears, and he walked toward the somewhat dilapidated house with hope in his eyes.
There were pig dung and dog dung everywhere on the road. He ignored them and ran over.