Female president's private killer

"I said Xiao Hei." Duan Tiandao couldn't help shouting: "can you really understand people?"

Xiao Hei: "Wang!"

Duan Tiandao and Mao Lan: "

Is that an answer?

"That little black, are you male or female?"

Xiao Hei: "Wang!"

Duan Tiandao and Mao Lan: "

Is this a male or a female?

Duan Tiandao gritted his teeth: "anyway, there are no outsiders here. Can you just say human words directly?"

Mao Lan: "

Xiao Hei: "

Although the road Xiao Hei chose to enter the mountain forest is narrow, it can be seen that people often go in and out. On the way, he can occasionally see the dry smoke and ashes that local people like to smoke. It should be the mountain road that local hunters often go in and out.

Looking around, there are all kinds of towering giant trees that can't be held by several people. They are dense and continuous, leading to the distance. I don't know where they will end.

Countless ancient huge vines are intertwined and intertwined around the tree body. Occasionally, delicate flowers like ornaments can be seen. The eyes are full of pink and green, like a pair of watercolor painting that has not been dried out. It is staggered with the light breaking through the trees on the top of the head, which has a strange beauty.

Breathing the fresh and green breath in the forest, it's so refreshing that it's like leaving the world.

Where did Mao Lan restrain himself, holding the crossbow at his feet and holding the camera for a while, he sighed while shooting: "I've always been keen on shooting characters, but I didn't expect the scenery to be so intoxicating."

Duan Tiandao gathered in front of her camera intentionally or unintentionally: "don't you think it's fascinating for two people to appear in such a landscape together?"

"Ah!" The beautiful photographer was stunned. Suddenly he remembered his task and smiled: "the chairman is right, so are we..."

Duan Tiandao was in great spirits and picked up Xiaohei: "thank you! Come on, come on! Give us one! "

Mao Lan: "

The mountain forest road was a little rough and difficult. After walking for more than an hour, even if the beautiful photographer wore Orion's top shoes, some couldn't support it. He couldn't help sitting on a stump. Duan Tiandao immediately stopped and shouted, "don't sit!"

The beautiful photographer was startled, jumped away with a cry, and stared nervously at the tree pier: "what's the matter? Where are spiders? Where is it? "

Er... So this little girl is afraid of spiders

Duan Tiandao coughed and explained, "people of the older generation say it's a pillow for Shanba's head and can't sit."

Mao Lan immediately breathed a sigh of relief, wiped his sweet sweat, remembered that he especially believed in fortune telling, and said bitterly: "now it's a scientific society, and the chairman doesn't have to..."

"It's OK to use scientific explanation." Duan Tiandao said, "the root of the tree pier is underground, which makes some miasma permeate and evaporate from the wood grain of the tree stump. If people sit for a long time, they will inevitably get sick because of the moisture."

The beautiful photographer was stunned for a long time: "since the chairman knew that this was science, why did he have to say it was feudal superstition?"

"Cough!" Duan Tiandao coughed twice: "increasing the sense of mystery can increase the attraction."

Mao Lan: "

"Shh!" Duan Tiandao looked at the left front, suddenly raised a finger and whispered, "ready to aim."

Mao Lan looked up in the direction of Duan Tiandao. He was seeing a colorful and arrogant pheasant grinding his claws on a tall tree. It seemed that there was nothing more important in the world than this. He didn't notice that he had been stared at at at at at all.

"Raise your crossbow and let the target appear on the cross in the middle of your sight." Duan Tiandao slipped behind the beautiful photographer, reached out to the beautiful photographer, helped her raise her crossbow and aimed at the pheasant in the tree.

The man's burning breath came to his face. This personal teaching immediately made Mao Lan stiff. She subconsciously glanced at the mountaineering backpack behind her. She found that the angle was right, immediately pressed the ring button on her hand and began to take pictures continuously.

"Keep your hands steady." Duan Tiandao just and brightly clings to the back of the beautiful photographer. Almost all the beautiful women are in his arms. They are warm, fragrant and charming. He shakes his heart for a while. He endured it and endured it, so that the beautiful woman in front of him didn't feel the difference: "when you pull the trigger, you must be fast, otherwise the vibration of the wrist will make the crossbow and arrow deviate from the direction..."

These words were said by biting the beautiful photographer's ear. The hot breath blew into the beautiful woman's long ear hole, which made her feel numb and itchy, and even her lips almost stuck on her white earlobe.

This is not to teach yourself to hunt, which is clearly taking advantage of the opportunity!

The beautiful photographer was so angry with the man that her body trembled. She almost turned around and shot Duan Tiandao through her heart!

After fighting between heaven and man for a long time, Mao Lan finally tried his best to suppress the idea!

That's it! Just repay Bai Qingxue for her kindness!

Mao Lan bit the silver teeth hard. Instead of refusing, he squeezed back tightly, deliberately shook the crossbow in his hand, and whispered, "yes, is that so?"

Being squeezed by the beautiful photographer, Duan Tiandao almost crushed himself. Thinking that he was teaching and educating people, he made up his mind: "yes, that's it. You can pull the trigger."

once! We must succeed this time!

The beautiful photographer bit her silver teeth and made up her mind!

As long as we can successfully take photos of Duan Tiandao and his intimacy this time, even if the task is over, we can't let this rogue take advantage of his fingers!

But now the photos still can't fully explain the problem. I still have a crossbow in my hand

No, I have to think of a reasonable reason to lose the crossbow and arrow, and let Duan Tiandao hold his photo like this as evidence of nothing to say!

The beautiful photographer took several deep breaths, but did not pull the trigger anyway: "No."

Duan Tiandao was full of soft fragrance. Of course, he was more happy. He continued to whisper to her fragrant earlobe: "what's wrong?"

Mao Lan was made all over by a man. He felt as if he were covered with caterpillars. He had to hold his breath and said in a charming voice, "the light is wrong and the angle is wrong."

Duan Tiandao: "

He stopped biting her ear. He couldn't help staring at the fine hair behind her neck from behind. He seemed to see a big boar with five or six hundred kilograms of flowers and jade: "you're not taking pictures. Are you hunting?"

"No! This thing is so heavy! I'm so tired! " The beautiful photographer lost the crossbow in her hand, stumbled backward and fell into the man's arms.

Duan Tiandao's reaction was of course very fast. A pair of big hands that caught the beauty quickly and accurately held it on the waist of the beauty photographer!

Mao Lan was stunned immediately, and his big hands seemed to be stunned. By the way, he subconsciously tightened his hands.

A stream of hot blood rushed up on the head of the beautiful photographer. Without saying a word, he chopped his foot on Duan Tiandao's foot!

Duan Tiandao didn't say anything, so he let go of her and jumped around with his feet.

The pheasant on the tree looked at the two idiots under the tree in surprise. As soon as they spread their wings, they flew away.

Xiao Hei looked at the flying pheasant and two idiots: "Wang!"

"You Coyote! Shameless woodlouse! " Mao Lan clenched his teeth and turned around with hatred. He was ready to make a fierce verbal and written attack on the shameless villain, and then took the opportunity to return to the city. Although he suffered a small loss this time, at least the task was successfully completed. At least he didn't need to deliberately approach the bastard in the future!

But as soon as she turned around, she was stunned!

A very green and white and long finger pointed to Duan Tian with a painful color on his face and said, "you, on your face, what's going on?"

The beautiful photographer stared at Duan Tiandao, whose face was covered with dark green mud color. She couldn't distinguish the true face. For a moment, there were 10000 grass mud horses galloping by. This feeling was too much of a rising dragon bully in Lushan Mountain!

Duan Tiandao squatted on the ground desperately. It was easy to relax: "this is a necessary ceremony for hunting in the mountain."

"Ritual? What, what ceremony? " In fact, Mao Lan just asked subconsciously. Now she instinctively wants to take up the crossbow and shoot this inexplicably ceremonial bastard into seven or eight transparent holes!

She was so patient and thoughtful that she finally found a chance to complete the task. Is it easy?

Is it easy? It was destroyed by some shit ceremony!

Now the picture can only see a man with colorful paint on his face taking advantage of himself! Who can recognize this bastard?

"You don't know." Duan Tiandao stood up proudly and said, "you have to respect the mountain god when you go hunting in the mountain. These symbols on my face show respect for the mountain god so that he won't punish me for beating his family's things. It used to be a tradition, but later it became a routine. Don't you think those special forces painted it like this when they were on duty? "

Mao Lan: "

When he saw the ghost, he told himself that there were prey behind him, and there was nothing on his face!

Well, when are you sneaking around

Duan Tiandao sighed dejectedly: "you just stepped back too suddenly. I don't know how to subconsciously... Affect your hunting mood. I'm really sorry, or we'll go back."

Mao Lan: "

Did anyone apologize like that? Yes? I don't know what's going on? Subconsciously? This bastard! Doesn't that mean admitting that he did it on purpose?

Mao Lan wanted to give him a knife. Finally, he endured it and tried his best to squeeze out a smile: "calculate, forget it, it doesn't matter, we, we'd better continue!"

"It doesn't matter?" Duan Tiandao's eyes brightened: "really doesn't matter?"

Beautiful photographer: "

That means, it doesn't matter, you have to touch it again?

Mao Lan finally found out what kind of quarrel he played with this bastard, which was completely self humiliating. He bit his teeth hard and wisely began to change the topic: "by the way, the chairman believes in the art of astragaly, do you believe in UFOs in the world?"

Duan Tiandao: "

Xiao Hei: "Wang!"

Mao Lan's eyes brightened, squatted down and touched Xiaohei's head: "do you believe it?"

Xiaohei: "..." he thought the chick was crazy and said nothing. He turned his head and continued to lead the way.

Duan Tiandao didn't say anything, so he turned around and followed up.

Mao Lan narrowed his eyes, picked up his luggage, took up his crossbow and followed him. He looked at the man and dog walking ahead and took a deep breath.

Things have come to this point. Anyway, we must complete the task today!

Isn't it just mud paint?

Hum! Can such a little trick stop me? That's absolutely impossible!