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The sky is very blue, very blue and blue, and the sky is very high, very high.

One or two small clouds that stole out by themselves floated leisurely, and the refreshing autumn air and wind looked up from the ground, like a blue tower leading to the highest point in the sky.

In the wilderness of the wheat field, the square field **** is a country dirt road with ruts, which makes people want to hum a song. Looking around, you can see far, far away.

Streams and bridges flow, Po River’s countless branches of the river nourish the agriculture on this large plain, the farmers bowed up and down in the wheat fields, the tall horse pulling the carriage stopped in the crystal clear water, nosed and bowed to drink.

Young people and girls on the roof of the carport covered with soft woolen blankets are basking in the sun with fishing rods.

Italy does not know which morning it is, the sun is shining bright and hearty.

I don’t know what the wool blanket is. Ling has never felt the smoothness and softness. Under the pure white pleated lace skirt, the slender legs wearing black stockings are swaying interchangeably, and she is lying on top with her hands supporting her cheeks. head,

Seeing that he was lying flat and basking in the sun, Fang Ran asked, who said to himself that this would fully absorb ultraviolet light and make photosynthesis easier like a sunflower.

"Fang Ran, can you really catch fish like this?"

But to be honest, girls always feel that compared to sunflowers, there is a lazy youth in front of them,

It's more like dried fish that the farmer's household has marinated and dried to keep it from spoiling.

"Relax... Don't worry... That's... the automatic fishing rod from future technology~~"

With a beautiful **** a pillow, cola, potato chips, and chocolates were thrown beside her, she lay flat and answered without opening her eyes. The voice became too lazy and the tone became longer.

After the rainy night that night, it seems that it’s not only girls who use a more relaxed and true self when getting along.

There is also a certain slime (laughs).

"The fish will be automatically hooked~~"

Fang. In fact, the first time he fished, Ran replied completely off the track. Ling glanced suspiciously at the two complicated metal fishing rods that were inserted next to them. Although she felt something was wrong, she chose to believe in Fang Ran. ,

Because in the past two days, whether you can see the ‘board’ that seems like someone is acting in it, or you can carry it with you, the small ‘cylinder’ that will light up with a soft white light when you click, in the carriage that has become their mobile residence

Fang Ran took out all kinds of magical items that Ling could not imagine, which made her marvel at the convenience and at the same time had a deep interest in it.

"Is the technology in the future so powerful? Then, what you told me yesterday was that your era is really so magical. You can see people from far away without going out, and you just sit down when you go out... um... .car!?"

The crisp voice sounded softly and cheerfully. Ling thought for a while before remembering the pronunciation of the meaning of'car'. The light golden pupils flashed with brilliance, the black and white gorgeous gothic skirts spread out on the blanket, and she was wearing black stockings. I wanted to hold the little feet in my hands and asked curiously, lying next to Fang Ran looking at his profile.

"Um...yes~~"

Then her response was still the dead voice of the late stage of young lazy cancer.

The girl pouted the corners of her mouth unhappily, then held him with her hands and shook it slightly:

"Get up, Fang Ran, get up quickly, don't look like an old grandfather."

"Ah~No...it's not time to hurry yet..."

Fang Ran had a Buddha-like smile on his face. No matter how Ling, who couldn't get a blow from the charging treasure, swayed herself, she didn't even intend to get up.

At last Ling pursed her lips and sat up. Although her delicate little face was nothing, she stared at him with an obviously unhappy look at the slacker in front of her.

Then Fang Ran, who was lazily basking in the sun, suddenly felt her body sink, and a slender and soft body rushed up.

Maybe it was because there was not enough nutrition before. In short, the developing girl's body is lying on his body, and there is a soft touch of the girl close to her on her chest. While a nice fragrance floats into her nose, the light blonde hair hangs down. I feel itchy...

At the moment when he opened his eyes, Fang Ran was shocked to find that the exquisite face of Ling stuck to his face was staring at him.

"Fang Ran, are you up?"

The light golden pupils have never been so close for a moment. Under the close distance of less than twenty centimeters, which is supposed to belong to a special relationship, Fang Ran can feel the shallow breathing of the girl in front of him.

"Mmmmmmmm!!!"

Then a certain "slacker" couldn't sit still completely, and sat up in a panic!

First, he was stunned, then he brows and sighs.

"Ugh...."

Although she was very happy to see the girl no longer quietly and quietly, but also felt the headache, Fang Ran sighed and taught her painfully, and passed under her knees and hugged her to the side like a doll in a princess hug.

"I said Ling, a girl can't just pounce on others, as a lady, elegant! Be elegant!"

In fact, they all blushed to hide their old face.

"A hundred years from now, will there be really cars everywhere?"

Without hearing Fang Ran's nagging words like a long-winded old father, Ling sat next to him and asked curiously the question she most wanted to know.

"Basically yes, because in our era, everyone went out by car. A hundred years later, cars are no longer only used in military warfare as they are now."

Clearing his throat, wanting to transfer the embarrassment that I felt the soft touch of the girl's body just now, Fang Ran replied solemnly.

Unconsciously, Ling has mastered the easiest way to deal with him.

It seems that any woman can easily grasp Fang Ran's weaknesses. It is a sad fact.

"What an incredible world..."

Listening to Fang Ran's affirmative answer, imagining such a world, Ling whispered slightly in surprise, her appearance made Fang Ran smile slightly:

"If you want to say that, Ling, your age is also incredible to me."

"Why, shouldn't this be past history for you?"

Ling was a little puzzled listening to Fang Ran's words, not quite what he meant.

"It's because of the past that I feel incredible..."

He touched her head subconsciously. In fact, Fang Ran wanted to rub her light blonde fluffy hair a long time ago, but she didn't have the courage to take photos of her **** and aura in the Queen.

"At this time, whether it is Einstein, Mrs. Curie or the Tesla, or Roosevelt, Churchill or even Hitler, the people who wrote in my history textbooks are still alive."

"Are they all great?"

Listening to Fang Ran's name after another, Ling frowned and found that she hadn't heard of anyone.

"Yes, they are all great, even if the last one is, otherwise they would not be written into history and be remembered by most people."

Fang Ran scratched his head and said, to be honest, when he thinks of those historical celebrities he has only seen in books, and who are still alive and kicking in this world, he doesn't know which corner of the world is, the incredible in his heart is no less than Ling.

"But I still think the car is a bit more powerful."

;￣д￣) Um...Is it..."

I always feel...I understand why the Queen is a technologist...

"Ah...Speaking of..."

Speaking of the topic of cars, Fang Ran suddenly scratched his head in embarrassment, only to remember to say:

"In order to calm those Italian nobles~www.NovelMTL.com~ I went to the prom the night before by car..."

It's just that I forgot after it was blown up...

By the way, that Ferrari also used a lot of its own magic (Khan...)

"Well!!!"

Upon hearing this, Ling immediately widened her eyes in disbelief, her words stopped as if she was saying "Why don't you take me", sitting upright and looking at Fang Ran.

But soon, Ling remembered that night, the light came towards her, she suddenly hugged her young man, raised her head with blood on the corner of her mouth in the rainy night, gently shook her head and asked again with worry:

"Fang Ran, doesn't your injury hurt anymore?"

With a dazed expression, Fang Ran pretended to be embarrassed and laughed a bit as she watched the worry dissolving in the girl's eyes:

"That's okay, it's already fine."

"Liar, you obviously vomited blood at that time."

Ling looked at him in disbelief, shook her head and said.

"Ah... that..."

As if the girl had said it before remembering the incident, Fang Ran's face was slightly embarrassed, and he scratched his cheek with his fingertips and said in a sweat:

"That was actually my tongue..."

After coughing twice, Fang Ran's face was full of brows and stinky, showing off:

"Ahem... Anyway, you saw how strong I was that night. Even making the rain stop in an instant was nothing but a snap of my fingers. How could I be injured by those scum that was not C-level at best? To."

"Really?"

Thinking of the incomparable sense of security that she had received from the youth that night, Ling was a little bit convinced and watched him whisper, and rubbed her hair. Fang Ran smiled at her and nodded vigorously:

"Well, really."