Chapter 245 (1/2)

Curtis said helplessly, ”I'm going.”

After he left, Bai Qingqing went back to find Parker.

”One Another one... ” Parker crouched next to the rice bag, buried his head and kept searching. Beside him were three or four orange millet.

Hearing Bai Qingqing's footsteps, Parker hid the millet under the rice bag. He stood up and said with a smile, ”Qingqing.”

”And the little snake?” Bai Qingqing quickly looked around and found many traces of young snakes in the corner.

They like to drill corners, 19 small snakes scattered in a room, one can not find all.

Bai Qingqing was afraid of being bitten by them. She tiptoed to Parker and threw herself into Parker's arms. Then she felt safe: ”what are you doing?”

”No Parker glanced nervously at the rice bag, saw a grain of grain exposed, and quietly kicked in with his foot.

Bai Qingqing looked at the black hole beside the stone mill, and her eyes suddenly brightened: ”Curtis's hole has not been cleaned up. The snake's eggshell must still be inside. I'll go and have a look.”

”There's nothing to see.” Parker with a white Qingqing hanging on his body went to the hole, sniffed the smell and wrinkled his face, ”stink to death.”

Bai Qingqing shrugged her nose, which was a bit fishy and wet smell of snakes. She glanced at Parker and said, ”Curtis has been sleeping in it for several months. Can you cover the hole so tightly that it won't be stuffy?”

She jumped out of Parker, sat on the floor and put her legs in. At the foot of the empty, ready to jump down baiqingqing suddenly feel no bottom, as if very deep.

Parker picked up Bai Qingqing and said, ”I'll go down and bring it up. You see, the lower side is so dark that the female can't see it.”

”Then be careful.” Bai Qingqing said and looked at the young snakes around her. She saw that several young snakes had a tendency to swim towards them. She felt that she had to be more careful.

At least if you've been bitten, remember which one.

Parker ”whew” went down, landing quietly, and soon he jumped out with a pile of eggshells.

Bai Qingqing's eyes brightened and grinned: ”it's still eggshell. It's me who gave birth to it.”