Chapter 57 (1/2)

Hot soybean milk fried dough sticks.

People around eat very fragrant, living in the bottom of the public, early in the morning a bowl of soybean milk, a few fried dough sticks, is a very good life.

Finished, to work hard to make money, a new day of hard work is about to start

This was the life before Jiangnan, but now it is not.

A marginal position, Jiangnan and Beibei are leisurely drinking soybean milk and eating fried dough sticks.

And around the people who eat in a hurry to go to work, forming a different style of painting.

While eating, Jiangnan said casually, ”Beibei, I want to go out.”

”Go out, where?” Asked Beibei.

”Go to Mordor.” Jiangnan's answer was very casual.

”You mean at home alone?” Beibei stopped drinking soybean milk.

”Well.” Before that, you couldn't take care of yourself

”Of course not.” ”I want to go with you. I haven't been to such a big city as Mordor yet,” said Beibei, half coquettish

”This won't work.” Jiangnan's face became serious: ”I really have something to do this time. I don't want to go out to play. I'll take you when I go to play later.”

”All right.” Beibei nodded cleverly: ”remember to take me later.”

”Don't worry.” Jiangnan smile: ”I don't have to remember, you just remember it. When it's OK, you tell me, I'll take you.”

”Hee hee...” Beibei was happy, looked around, approached Jiangnan and whispered, ”I'm not your little lover in this way.”

”Sister! It's my sister. ” Jiangnan solemnly said, ”I have said it. It's my sister.”

”No! I don't want to be a sister. ” ”I want to be a little lover,” Beibei said coyly

South of the Yangtze River: