Chapter 159.

(four more)

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host for uttering the classic lines of the king of comedy, and getting a chance to draw a lottery, whether to start the lottery roulette."

"no."

The King of Comedy is an evergreen film by Master Xing. It is set in a modern world, and there are not many things worth extracting. Yang Ming naturally chose to give up.

In addition to this lucky draw chance, Yang Ming has already accumulated two lucky draw chances in his hands, and he plans to save the big one.

At present, Yang Ming didn't intend to draw a lottery, but stared straight at Sister Bao'er's melon-seeded face, under the slender eyebrows, the beautiful eyelashes trembled slightly.

He said the phrase "I support you", which can be said to come from the heart.

These days, Sister Bao'er did not compete for fame or profit, and did things for him silently. Even a man with a hard heart would be touched, not to mention that Yang Ming was not a heartless person in the first place.

Perhaps, for Yang Ming's answer, Sister Bao'er was not mentally prepared, she was a little caught off guard, her beautiful eyes dodged, and she didn't dare to look at Yang Ming.

The two fell into a situation where they had nothing to talk about in an instant, and the atmosphere seemed a little stalemate.

It took a long time for Sister Baoer to raise her head. I don't know if it was Yang Ming's illusion that she saw Sister Baoer smiling.

Looking back at Bai Meisheng with a smile, Liugong Fendai has no color.

In the past, Yang Ming thought that this sentence was to fool people, but at this moment, Yang Ming really wanted to give the poet Bai Juyi a thumbs up, because his heart was beating unexpectedly.

This feeling is very wonderful, it is difficult to express in words.

There may be many reasons for a woman to fall in love with a man, because the man is excellent, handsome, in good shape, good in family background, not low in income, humorous, has a wide range of friends, and agrees with the three views.

But when a man falls in love with a woman, he often only needs one reason, because his heart is moved.

Thinking about these days, Sister Baoer always stayed in the three-acre dormitory, Yang Ming felt a little more guilty and apologetic, stretched out his hand to Sister Baoer, and said:

"Let's go for a walk."

Sister Bao'er put one hand on Yang Ming's palm, and Yang Ming squeezed his fingers together to hold her jade hand tightly. Her skin was smooth and soft, without the calluses of a martial arts practitioner.

With a little effort, he pulled Sister Baoer up from the bed.

The two walked out of Shrek Academy quietly without disturbing anyone.

Leaving the village, walking on the field path, it is night outside, dotted with stars in the night sky, the breeze blows with the aroma of rice fields, gently pats on the face, very comfortable.

Dots of fireflies are flying in the forest, the sound of frogs croaking can be heard from the fields, the sky is high and the land is wide, and the night is beautiful, which makes people feel refreshed.

Maybe it's because she hasn't come out to get some air for a long time. Sister Bao'er is very lively today, humming a happy little song, and dancing a little dance rhythmically on the alley. Seductive.

Of course, with Sister Bao'er's looks and figure, as long as it's not awkward dancing, just dancing casually will be pleasing to the eye.

Even the fireflies were affected by it, flying out of the forest and circling around Sister Baoer, the green light made her look like a fairy from the nine heavens.

Feng Baobao spread her palms, and these fireflies seemed to be psychic, and they landed in her palm obediently. She lightly touched the small body of the fireflies with her fingertips, and the little ones did not intend to fly away, but stubbornly Twisting his butt, he seemed unwilling to leave.

"Boss, look, these little guys are so cute."

Sister Bao'er held the fireflies in front of Yang Ming as if offering a treasure, but what was surprising was that once they got close to Yang Ming, these lazy little guys flapped their thin wings uneasily and flew away in fear.

Yang Ming looked embarrassed, rubbed his fingers against the tip of his nose, and said:

"Looks like they hate me."

Perhaps because he sensed that Yang Ming was feeling a little lost, Baobao Feng did something that surprised Yang Ming the next moment.

Feng Baobao directly rolled up his sleeves, and slapped the firefly with his slap. Even the Titled Douluo couldn't stand the force, let alone these poor, weak and helpless fireflies, who were slapped to death directly.

Looking at the scattered insect corpses falling to the ground, Yang Ming wondered:

"Sister Baoer, why did you kill them all?"

Feng Baobao turned around and said in a confident tone with a strong local accent:

"They make the boss feel bad, just swim in Maostou - go forward (dung) bravely, don't kill them, do you still keep them for the New Year?"

Yang Ming didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he didn't expect that Sister Bao'er would be so protective of her weaknesses, and she would be so troublesome for every little thing.

Having said that, Yang Ming felt very useful, feeling like being protected by his sister.

On both sides of the road, the rice fields are half-ripe, growing nearly a person's height, and when the wind blows, the fragrance of rice flowers will come to the nostrils.

The two walked along the path aimlessly, and they didn't know how far they had walked. Tired of walking, they lay down on the grass and looked up at the endless starry sky.

The two of them were shoulder to shoulder, legs against legs, and could feel the warmth from each other.

Feng Baobao's black hair, which was as smooth as silk, was close to Yang Ming's ear, tickling him, and a pleasant fragrance came from his side, which made people think about it.

Yang Ming swallowed his throat, moistened his dry throat, looking for something to say, and said:

"Sister Bao'er, will you still blame me for summoning you to this world?"

"Boss, why should I blame you? You bought me five insurances and one housing fund, the salary is not low, and the job is still leisurely. I sleep until I wake up naturally every day, and I feel pretty good."

"Then, have you ever thought about doing something you like to do in the future?"

"It would be nice if the boss could help me retrieve my lost memories."

"What if you help you retrieve your memory?"

"Ah, I didn't think about it. Probably, I will always follow the boss."

Yang Ming was silent in his heart.

In the world under one person, Feng Baobao lost the memory of the past, which caused her three views to be very different from ordinary people.

Yang Ming silently set a goal in his heart, to help Feng Baobao regain his memory.

Suddenly, Yang Ming felt a heat in his left hand, and a warm jade hand clenched his left hand tightly.

Yang Ming turned his face sideways and saw Feng Baobao looking at the same. Their faces were only one finger away, and their breath hit each other's faces.

However, Yang Ming didn't see other emotions in Feng Baobao's eyes, as always, it was like a quiet ancient well, calm and calm.

As if mustering up a lot of courage, Feng Baobao blinked and asked:

"Boss, you said before that you want to support me, is it true?"

"Of course, pearls are not so real!"

"Then I want to..."

The night is low, and the bright moon is shaded.