As soldiers all know, Bo Gucheng is a more serious person.

Don't laugh, no false color.

Even his cold facial features carry a touch of solemnity that is unique to the commander.

What he said to Xi Ruzhu just now was not a threat, he really knew how to kill, and he wouldn't even blink if he raised his sword and fell into his eyes.

However, at this moment, Wei Yang captured a rare smile from Bo Gucheng's face, which was still the kind that was faint at the beginning, and then the smile was flying, and he couldn't even stop it!

Damn, what is Mr. Bo talking to Miss Xi?

Wei Yang stretched his neck and wanted to see it.

Unpredictable, Bo Gucheng knocked a headache: "Go to order a restaurant and want the best location in the city, with a full sea view."

Wei Yang: "Yes!" Damn, Mr. Bo is going to date Miss Xi? Mr. Bo actually knows how to have such a romantic date location as a whole sea view?

He looked at his master incredibly, and always felt that Bo Gucheng had become a different person. You should know that Bo is a rough man who can lurk in the Amazon jungle and only eat compressed biscuits and rain for a month, and does not care about eating, drinking and having fun!

"Don't go yet?"

“Yes, yes!”

Wei Yang ran to order a restaurant and couldn't help but sigh in the group of Twelve Ancestors of the Creation World:

"Sure enough, after a man falls in love, he will change his straight man's nature, be romantic, and make girls happy?"

Everyone:

"Nonsense! The peacock spreads its tail and learns it without a teacher!"

"Complied with physiological laws!"

“Normal operation!”

now.

Bo. Gong Peacock. Cheng stared at the screen of his phone and couldn't help but curl up the corners of his lips again.

Why are there always unexpected surprises when it comes to the message of the little woman?

Her chat history felt like she could never get tired of reading it.

“Have you arrived?”

"Yeah."

“What to practice in the countryside?”

"Let me take a look, pull out the radish...and collect peas."

"Is it going well?"

"...It's not going well. They said I used too much force and seemed to pull it a little more..."

"Ahem, Miss Zuer works so hard, I'll come back tonight to invite you to dinner to replenish your energy."

"Well, let's have a meal..."

"What does Miss Zuer like? Chinese or Western food? Do you want to try the seafood banquet unique to Qingcheng?"

“I don’t like it.”

Xi Zuer said silly.

Suddenly, he said again: "But if Xiaocheng'er likes it, I like it too."

Bo Gucheng chewed the last sentence repeatedly and felt that he could laugh for a whole year.

==

At this moment.

In the vegetable fields of rural farmers.

Senior high school students are assigned to the fields of responsibility of different farmers to help pick seasonal fruits and vegetables.

These children in the city were not diligent in their bodies, and in order to urge them to complete the necessary social practice scores before the college entrance examination, the school simply set up a picking competition.

"Which class picks the fastest and most, the total score of the entire class's social practice is directly full. The rest of the classes are decreasing in turn, and I will give you the passing scores at the end of the class."

The grade director shouted with a loudspeaker.

Donghaiban looked at the radish and pea fields that were distributed to them, and he was worried: "This is too difficult. It takes effort to pull radish and time to pick pea. Why is Nanshanban so lucky to cut cabbage directly?"

Just when everyone is unhappy.

Xi Zuer supported her chin and swept around: "Is it difficult to pull radish?"

Wu Qianman blinked his big eyes: "Yes, yes, it's super difficult. Maybe he can't pull it out if he gets stuck in a hand..."

The words have not ended.

The row of radish pits on Xi Zuer's hand had already accumulated a small pile of white and clean radish, without any mud.

Xi Zuer looked relieved: "Look, the radish babies are very well-behaved."

Everyone: "…!”
Chapter completed!