Then Bai Qingqing asked in a hurry, "where's Vincent? Was he in the bedroom? "

"He wants to put the females back to the tribe. He's busy all day. I'm the only one watching at home." Parker said maliciously that he didn't want to tell Bai Qingqing about those things.

Bai Qingqing turned her back to Parker, and she felt nothing about it. She frowned and sighed, and finally stopped talking.

Parker gave Bai Qingqing another drink of water. He took a few mouthfuls of hot water to eat. His stomach warmed up, and then there was a loud roar.

"Gululu ~"

the bedroom is very quiet, and the sound of bellyache is particularly loud. Bai Qingqing suspects that he can hear it outside the bedroom, and his face turns red.

Parker smiled and covered his hot hand with his white and smooth abdomen. His voice smiled: "hungry? I haven't cooked the food yet. What would you like to eat? I'll do it now. "

Bai Qingqing smashes the bar, smashes the mouth, thinks for a while, and selects a noodle soup with a shorter cooking time. Parker went to prepare with a smile.

There was only Bai Qingqing and the sleeping Eagle beast in the room. Bai Qingqing's bored eyes fell on him again.

Looking at Moore, her senses moved to her heart.

There was still a faint pain there. Bai Qingqing lifted his lapel and looked at it. His skin had basically healed, leaving only a pink mark as big as a soybean.

It's impossible to say no to blame. When Curtis felt that kind of near death despair to her, she vowed never to experience it again in her life. But, contrary to her wishes, she had another taste, and the object was Moore, who made it difficult for her to place her position.

In other words, she can treat anyone rationally. She won't touch the partnership. It's too cruel, but she will never accept it. She may be a stranger all her life.

But Moore It's Moore, and the moment she was treated like that was paradoxical.

She didn't know what she felt for him, because there were so many mixed feelings.

She owed Moore too much, and was grateful, but Moore's vicious means of Curtis also made her angry. So much emotional interference has long covered her essential feelings for Moore with a layer of fog that she can't see through.

Bai Qingqing only knew the moment when she married. She was very angry and disappointed. She couldn't believe that Moore would treat herself like this.

Even thought, who is this person is good, do not be Moore.

In such a way, her feelings for Moore are no longer simple.

In order to save Curtis, Moore almost died. Bai Qingqing's hatred for him immediately dissipated. He was no longer angry about getting married. He was only thankful.

It's good to get married, or Moore will be gone.

Bai Qingqing was relieved, with a soft smile on his face. He got up and put on a set of thin animal skin clothes. He stepped on a pair of BearPaw slippers and walked towards the sleeping black eagle.

The eagle's hair is dry, covered with a layer of burnt black on the surface, and has a burnt smell on it. However, he was originally black, and could not see how badly he burned.

Bai Qingqing picked up a burnt feather with his finger, crushed it into ashes with a little grinding, and dyed the belly of his finger with black.

"The fever is so severe, can you fly in the future?" Bai Qingqing worried about the tunnel, sniffed her fingers, and a stronger burnt smell came into her nose, which made her immediately spew out a smell.

Just then, the Black Hawk's wings fluttered. Bai Qingqing shook his head and didn't notice the details. His eyes fell back on the Black Hawk, and he said to himself, "it's just like burning a chicken."