Chapter 300 (1/2)

Vincent's white hair was scorched like grass, and his wheat skin was hot. In the desert, it seems that the warm and dry voice of wangrouqing is gone.

He came out of the rice field, pressed the net, rubbed his hands covered with soil, and then carefully took the watermelon from baiqingqing's hand.

”Thank you.” Vincent lowered his head and his voice seemed hoarse.

Bai Qingqing covered the animal skin tightly, and her hand kept fanning in the wind. ”It's so hot. Is the rice OK?”

”No problem. I'll take it in two days.” Vincent looked up at the sky. The sky was as white as a wash, so clean that there was no cloud. His eyes were mixed with sorrow and joy, ”no rain, rice won't be damaged.”

”Well.”

Seeing Bai Qingqing's heat, Vincent said to Parker, ”take her back quickly.”

”I'm not going back. I'm looking for some fruit.” Bai Qingqing showed her face from the skin and said, ”have you ever seen a purple fruit strung together? It grows on vines. Oh, some of them are green, but they are smooth. ”

”You mean bubble fruit?” Parker asked.

Bai Qingqing's eyes brightened, and her heart was full of drama. ”What do you think of bubble fruit?”

”As you said, the skin is dirty and can't be washed clean. It's small and inconvenient to eat. Females don't like it very much, but my mother likes it.” Parker asked, ”do you like it? I saw it today. ”

”Really? Take me to have a look Bai Qingqing was excited and prayed in her heart: if you are grape, wine depends on you!

Vincent gobbled the watermelon into a layer of green peel, threw it on the ground and said, ”it's dangerous in the wild. I'll go too.”