Rebirth of the Future: Portable Taoyuan

Ying Su followed Wang Ye's suggestion, transported the computer into the space, and charged it with solar charging facilities.Although I can't access the Internet, there is still no problem playing stand-alone games or something.

However, it seems that he is not playing games, but writing essays.

He felt that farming essays were easier to handle than plagiarizing the works of great gods, because he was a farmer himself and had life experience, so it was naturally easy to write.

When you get tired of writing in the space, you lie down on the rocks to bask in the sun. If you feel dirty, you go to the Sakura Valley to soak in the hot springs. When you get bored, you go to the pool to catch fish.It's really boring, it's a lot of fun to feed the chickens, raise silkworms, and help the robots pick fruits!

Wang Ye had even more fun, among which his greatest pleasure was watering cucumbers, picking chrysanthemums, putting them on Ying Su's head, and weaving a wreath full of tender yellow chrysanthemums.

That day, Ying Su was struggling with the plot, and Wang also made a big wreath out of willow branches, filled with daisies.He quietly walked behind Ying Su, and then quietly put the chrysanthemum wreath on his head.

Ying Su kept the document, and looked at Wang Ye with a tangled face: "Little Cherry, don't make trouble, I can't think of what to write next. If you make trouble again, I won't be able to write." Okay!In fact, he can no longer tell when he is the king and when he is the king, or, the personalities of these two people have already merged into one because of him.

Wang Ye (Andking) smiled, and said while holding the chrysanthemum wreath: "No, Su, how beautiful you are wearing it!"

Ying Su's hand about to pick the wreath just touched Wang Ye's hand, he was stunned, and suddenly smiled: "Xiao Ye, you helped me! I know how to write the following plot." So he bowed his head, The sound of typing on the keyboard is endless.Wang also lowered his head and chuckled: "Hey, Su, you don't mean to betray both of our private lives, do you?"

Ying Su laughed foolishly: "What do you think?"

"I said, you will definitely do it."

"Huh? Really? Thank you for reminding me, Xiao Ye, I think I really need to write a little bit, it seems that I won't get stuck in the future. Haha..." Ying Su laughed arrogantly, it seems that , Wang Ye and King, these two people spoiled him.

Ying Su raised her head suddenly: "By the way, are you Xiao Ye or Little Cherry?"

"You guessed it..."

"Where did we first meet?"

"Mr. Wang's antique shop, I asked you for lyrics."

"Little Cherry, I knew it was you. If you make chrysanthemums again next time, be careful and I won't talk to you again." As she spoke, she continued to type.

King held back his smile this time, walked up to him and hugged him from behind: "Su, I was wrong."

Turn your head and ignore him.

"Su, I was really wrong."

Keep turning your head and ignore him.

"If you don't speak again, I will..."

"What do you want?"

"I want to, picking chrysanthemums is falling..."

Ying Su turned around, and one of the dead ones finally lost the bitter expression just now: "Little, little cherry, you don't want to be outside, do you?"

The hand on someone's waist has already started to restless, reaching into his body to tease him, so that his typing hand had to stop to deal with his movements.

"Little Cherry, Little Cherry, you, let me write more, write more~"

The sound of breathing gradually became heavy: "Then, are you still stuck with Kawen?"

"Well, I'm a little stuck..." Ying Su answered honestly, indeed, she didn't know how to take the next step.

"Then tell me, where is the card?" King's hand has already penetrated into his tight T-shirt, groping back and forth on his chest.

"Uh, card, card H!" Ying Su blushed, although he had been with Wang Ye and King many times.But every time I write H, I get stuck.

"Then, let me teach you how to write, okay? You remember, every process we start from now, remember, every one." King's movements were relatively gentle, for fear of hurting him, he even entered are always tentative.

Under the sun, her skin was whiter than snow, and Ying Su's back also arched after entering. After sitting for so long, she felt a little uncomfortable with the sudden movement.

But King's movements are very gentle, and he swayed slowly when he rubbed.However, the more this kind of slow friction, the stronger the feeling and the more obvious the stimulation.

Pick him up and put him on the boulder, raise his legs high, hug his slender waist, and put his lips in his mouth.Using force under the body and rubbing moderately, it is easy to find his sensitivity.

He likes the feeling of being with King, the feeling of being cared for and cherished.It's another feeling to be with the king, it's very exciting, very strong, as if the desire is burning, and I can't stop it.

When he ejaculated, he held him tightly in his arms, kissed his lips, swallowed the liquid in his mouth, and when it left his lips, the liquid dragged long and thin silver threads around his lips, Glittering in the sun.It is beautiful and harmonious.

Ying Su enjoyed it very much, and refused to leave his embrace for a long time.Nesting in his arms, I have a sense of belonging and security. King helped him clean up and arrange his clothes, but he still nestled in his arms and refused to move.Nowhere, the big Persian cat on the top of the gazebo meowed, as if to protest.

"Su, do you know how to write it?" Ying Su opened his eyes, stretched his hand upstairs to his neck, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, hanging on his neck motionless: "Let me lean on again, let me lean on him again." Lean on me!" Lying in his arms is really enjoyable, Ying Su can't help acting like a baby, and he can forgive her willful mischief.So, he continued to lie in his arms as it should.

"How about cooking grilled fish for you at noon?"

Ying Su shook his head: "No."

"Then, drink some milk and eat fruit salad?"

Ying Su shook his head: "No."

"Well, let's go catch prawns. The last time I caught prawns, I still couldn't get enough of them. This time, let's go catch some prawns and fry them for you?"

Ying Su shook her head again: "No."

"Okay then! What did you say you want to eat? I'll make it for you."

Ying Su opened his eyes and looked up at him: "I want to eat roasted white vegetables."

King finally frowned: "Roasted white bureau? What is that?" This Yingsu will never give up unless he is given some difficulties.However, pampering him has become a habit, since he wants to eat, he will do it immediately.It's just that he has never heard of this roasted white bureau!

Ying Su finally stopped being a koala and got off him: "Bai Shu is sweet potatoes, and the sandy land beside the river pond, the little old man planted a lot. Let's steal it, shall we?"

"Steal?" King was very puzzled, why is it called stealing something grown in his own home?

Ying Su nodded: "Yes! It's stealing! The little old man said that you can't steal sweet potatoes before they are ripe. He knew that I would definitely steal them, so he warned me in advance. But he will not be here for a month. We Go steal it, okay?"

King nodded and smiled: "Okay, then let's steal sweet potatoes."

The famous interstellar superstar King, one day fell to the point of stealing sweet potatoes.But in order to please his sweetheart, he can only do this.

In fact, the skill of stealing sweet potatoes, there is a saying called follow the vine to touch the melon, in fact, this sentence is also valid for stealing sweet potatoes, anyway, there is a word for melon.Dig down along the sweet potato seedlings until you reach the sweet potato pieces, and dig out all the sweet potatoes on this tree. If you are lucky, you can dig out more than a dozen pieces of sweet potatoes, large and small.The better ones are as big as a head, the worse ones are as big as an apple, and the worse ones are like a ping pong ball.

Ying Su took a shovel in the yard, but the tools were limited, so King had to beat a bamboo in the bamboo forest and sharpen it. It was a natural shovel, which was no worse than iron tools in practicality.

The two came to the fish pond together, and sure enough, there was a piece of green sweet potato seedlings, and it seemed that there were really a lot of sweet potatoes growing underneath.Ying Su pretended to look left and right, hinting that there was no one around King, so he had to act quickly.

Find a thick and strong sweet potato seedling, and then dig down along the sweet potato seedling.Their luck was very bad. Although the sweet potato seedling grew strong, there were not many sweet potatoes below it. After digging, only two small sweet potatoes like little mice were dug out, which were not enough for Su Sai's teeth.So they decided to dig another one.

This time King found one. Although this seedling was not as strong as the one just now, the red roots could be seen faintly.That is the legendary sweet potato.

The two immediately shoveled, the posture of stealing sweet potatoes was indecent, and both of them were lying on the ground. If King's hundreds of millions of fans saw it, would he trample Ying Su into a pulp?

This time the harvest was quite fruitful, not only a dozen sweet potatoes the size of two fists were dug up, but also a piece the size of a football, one can imagine how fertile the land in this space is.

After that, they found the law of stealing sweet potatoes, so the purpose of eating changed immediately, because they felt that the process of stealing sweet potatoes was far more interesting than eating sweet potatoes.Therefore, the next sweet potato seedling that suffered was ruthlessly pulled out, the shovel was lowered, and a pile of sweet potatoes, large and small, were piled up on the ground.Completely disregarding their identities as writers and stars, these two people are really playful and never give up.

It wasn't until they dug a dozen trees and filled a basket full of sweet potatoes that they realized that they were really hungry.Originally, he planned to steal a few pieces of sweet potatoes to roast and eat, but now he made stealing sweet potatoes a game.

However, the fun of stealing sweet potatoes is far more than that! (It made me want to steal it too.)