11. Steel pewter
When she returned to her room, Meng Po closed the door and couldn't hide her inner joy. She had been with Ku Ding for many years in this city and had never left. She was able to go out again and see how wonderful it was to see this world, this world that was changing every moment.
"Although you will encounter all kinds of despicable bugs, just with your husband, it will definitely be a wonderful trip."
Meng Po covered herself with a very intoxicating red cheek. Perhaps because she was too excited and seemed to be unable to control herself, her body began to change, and even a few strands of white length were added, and her face became more charming and seductive.
She quickly walked to her wardrobe, opened the somewhat exaggerated and huge cabinet door, and began to choose the clothes she would bring tomorrow.
"The skirt is definitely not good. If you want to get to the tomb, bring the skirt. The gentleman will definitely say to me. Looseer jeans, and then sportswear..."
The more I thought about it, the more excited I became. Meng Po didn't fall asleep all night, just like a child who was on a trip for the first time.
The next day, when the chef came to the hall, Meng Po and Ning Meng were ready. Ning Meng's dark circles of eyes were even thicker today because of the dark circles of staying up late to play games. Maybe one night I didn't close my eyes.
"If you do this, I don't feel at ease with you to drive."
"I promise that there is no problem. I will follow the command of all actions and never drive in a car, otherwise you will send me home."
Ning Meng swears to the point of making the chef smile helplessly.
"Sir, have breakfast first, the car will arrive later."
Meng Po wore a white casual sleeveless T-shirt today and blue jeans, which highlighted her delicate figure with full vitality, smart, capable, and neatness.
"It's rare to see you dress up like this, well, it looks very good."
The cook seemed a little stingy about praise, but Meng Po was already smiling like a blooming flower stamen.
After a pleasant breakfast, after waiting for a while, Lao Qi came to pick up the three of them. Ning Meng and Ku Ding didn't have much stuff, and Meng Po also had only two small suitcases, which surprised Lao Qi a little. After all, it was a tomb. If they were to have large bags and small bags, there were many equipment and equipment. It seemed that the three of them only had some daily necessities and changing clothes.
"Sir, are you sure that there are only these things? Or do you want to go there and purchase them."
"That's enough, let's go. It's piled up, Ning Meng, I've prepared all the coins I brought with me? Remember what I've told me."
Ning Meng and Lao Qi put their luggage on, then went straight to the driver's seat. When they heard the chef Ding ask, they waved the chef Ding with a big bag, and the sound of the chef Ding jingled inside, and there were probably thousands of them.
Lao Qi was curious about why he brought a bag of steel sluts, but he didn't ask. He sat in the co-pilot himself, and the large space behind him was naturally the seat of Ku Ding and Meng Po.
Soon, Lao Qi realized the function of these steel horns.
It seems that whenever he encounters a fork in the road or goes up the bridge, Ning Meng will slow down the train and throw a steel slap outward. Although he didn't say a word, his expression was very solemn.
Lao Qiyue was confused, but after leaving Jiaqing City, he heard the strange conversation between the two people behind him.
"Sir, you don't have to do these things deliberately."
Ning Meng kept throwing the steel plate without interruption, making Meng Po seem full of worries. She bit her lower lip and looked at the Butiao Ding.
"Rules are rules. Although you can save a lot of trouble when you come out with me, I am me and you are you. You can't let those guys catch the handle. If one day I'm not by your side and they bully you, it will be bad."
Ku Ding flipped through an old book that didn't even have a cover, and didn't even raise his head. But the concern expressed in his words was enough to make Meng Po happy.
"Hehe... sir is the best. However, no one understands the old rules anymore. You don't need to do it so carefully. You also say that it will be very tired if you are too worried. Besides, even if you are not by my side, those guys will not dare to do anything to me. You will eat them."
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The two of them chatted one by one. Ning Meng seemed to be as obsessed with driving and playing games. Even if he didn't drive, he was very excited. With navigation guidance, Lao Qi seemed to be idle all the way. He simply used his mobile phone to search for the meaning of Ning Meng throwing steel sluts, but found a bunch of some, not knowing that it was correct, and he could only be curious about Meng Po's identity in his heart.
As the car left the province, Ningmeng threw steel horns and began to become selective. He no longer considered the bridges of small forks and small rivers, while some large forks and bridges would be thrown more.
There were no surprises along the way, and Ning Meng, who had been driving for a whole day, was still full of energy.
But when night fell, at 7 pm, when he was about to pass the last bridge before entering the divine state, Ning Meng stopped the car.
"Sir, something blocks the way."
Lao Qi, who was so tired these days, was awakened by Ning Meng's words. He just squinted and was in a daze. He vaguely saw someone squatting a few meters in front of the car. When he blinked and looked forward, there was nothing. He was stunned for a moment, but he got out of the car immediately, looked back and forth, and confirmed that there was nothing else. It seemed that he was just a little dazzled just now, and then he felt a little strange.
This bridge is the main road, and this point is not idle, but looking around, there is no car in front and behind, even in the opposite lane. The sunset is already set, the moon has not risen, and the whole world is a little dim, only the lights of the car shine, making their car so lonely.
"I thought I could do something more smoothly, so I couldn't go out with peace of mind?"
The Ku Ding closed the book he had not finished reading and was about to go down, but Meng Po reached out and held it down.
"Let's deal with it, you can sit here and wait."
"I've been sitting for a day before I waited, and I'm sore. Go down and move, don't move here."
After getting off the car, the chef walked straight to the front of the car. He sighed first, then squatted down and whispered something, looking like he was talking to someone.
Lao Qi was almost suffocated by the steel slaughter along the way. He wanted to get closer to see what the Ku Ding was doing, but was stopped by Ning Meng.
"Don't go over. Sir is making a deal. If you don't want to be cursed, it's better to go back to the co-pilot."
"But……"
Ning Meng looked at Lao Qi's entangled look and suddenly became ill-intentioned. He leaned against Lao Qi's ear and whispered.
"You can't see it. Want to know? In this way, you promise to buy me the latest xx phone and I will help you see it, but you can't tell sir."
It was just a mobile phone, Lao Qi nodded without thinking.
Ning Meng got what she wanted and grinned and told Lao Qi in a low voice.
"If you want to see it, just use the corner of your left eye to see it, but don't be scared."
Before Ning Meng finished speaking, Lao Qi had already raised his head, and in the aftermath, a creature as big as a hairy monkey was gesturing with Ku Ding.
Chapter completed!