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Chapter 122 Tornado(1/2)

A small separation is better than a newlywed. During that period, Yuan Xiu was like a tireless and victorious general, tossing and turning Lu Manman a hundred times every night.

Lu Manman is already a girl with good physical fitness, but she still can't stand this guy.

Yuan Xiu’s room was a lakeside villa specially reserved for him by Lu Manman. Through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the master bedroom, you can see the scenery of the lake at a glance.

She woke up in the morning, put on Yuan Xiu's coat and came to the floor-to-ceiling window. The dark sky not far away had already accumulated a large area of ​​haze, and the wind and clouds were surging.

A storm is coming.

The man behind him felt the hollow in his arms and quickly woke up. Seeing her leaning against the window alone, he sat up and subconsciously reached out to touch the cigarette box at the head of the bed.

Lu Manman said softly: "I've hidden it for you."

Hara Shu raised his eyebrows: "Oh."

"You didn't smoke before in front of me."

She turned around and looked at him resentfully: "I didn't stare at you, and I've made an old problem again."

Hara Shu smiled sadly: "So you have to stare at me."

Lu Manman snorted and didn't say anything anymore. He knew that he used to play games and would smoke when he was under great pressure, but now he suddenly had no pressure... he couldn't adapt.

"Hara Xiu, how are you talking with your dad?"

"He asked me to apologize to Mr. Jonathan, be more logistical, earn a good performance, and strive to earn my wife back."

Yuan Xiu got out of bed and came to Lu Manman. His warm half of his body surrounded her from behind, and looked at the gloomy sky with her.

"I'm not talking about this, I'm talking about the game. Do you still want to play?"

Yuan Xiu did not give a positive answer, but said: "If the game does not require rules, but will it be fun to follow the players as they please?"

“Um…”

The answer is of course no.

Yuan Xiu said lightly: "This world also needs rules.

Parents and children are not born rivals, but parents make rules and children abide by them.”

"But a rebellious child may always have a soft private place in his heart, and an obedient child will always have a day of rebellion and struggle."

Growth is a tug-of-war.

"So Yuan Xiu, do you feel happy with this choice?"

She turned around and asked him.

Of course, Yuan Xiu couldn't lie to her, so he had to say, "When will there be absolutely happy adults in this world?"

Everyone has such happiness and such regrets.

Lu Manman sighed: "But now I feel very happy every day. It would be great if I could share more for the cultivation."

Yuan Xiu touched her head in a doting way: "So Lu Manman will always be twelve years old."

Lu Manman held his hand: "But people will grow up."

“Some people can never grow up.”

"Nonsense, have you ever seen someone who is always twelve years old?"

Yuan Xiu hugged her from behind: "I've seen it."

Not only have I seen it, but I also live together day and night - Ms. Shi Chunru, who was spoiled by her father, was just a ladder climbing the moon and picking stars, just a twelve-year-old living "mentally retarded" who didn't run away.

...

In order to make up for Yuan Xiu's regret, Lu Manman carefully planned a color fight for Yuan Xiu, which is also a battle royale game, but it is more similar to the game game.

Lu Manman once said that the meaning of the game is to be able to play a beautiful game with her beloved relatives and her most loyal friends. The outcome is not important, the most important thing is the process of playing games with everyone.

However, the storm is coming, and color      fight is probably going to wait until the weather turns sunny again.

In the morning, Mr. Jonathan answered a call and was worried, telling Lu Manman color that the paintballs of fight were in Uncle John's cabin. The cabin was located halfway up the mountain and was disrepaired. If they could not be transported back today, they might be moistened by rain.

This batch of paintballs was made by Mr. Jonathan in advance on the Internet, and various security inspections took half a month. They were transported in air yesterday. If they were moistened by rain, they would not be able to use them. I don’t know how long it will take to re-book.

Lu Manman took the car keys and said to Mr. Jonathan: "I'll go to Uncle John's cottage to get the paintball back."

Mr. Jonathan quickly stopped her: "The storm is coming."

However, Lu Manman had already run out and drove the car out of the garage: "I will come back before the storm comes, grandpa, don't worry!"

Jonathan looked at the time and the weather forecast said that the high and low ranch would not be available in the afternoon. It was still early and it should be time to catch up.

"Be careful, go and go back!"

However, Mr. Jonathan and his wife waited worriedly until noon, but before they could wait until Lu Manman came back, they began to feel a little uneasy.

Louis and Alex went to the horse stand to watch over the horses.

At noon, Yuan Xiu took the little sweetheart and Su Mupipi to drive all the sheep back to the cage.

Seeing Mr. Jonathan hurriedly going out, he asked quickly, and only then did he learn that Lu Manman had not come back to pick up the paintball.

The tornado is coming, and it will be very dangerous if you fail to get home before the tornado center arrives.

It happened that Kou Chen came to deliver the cake tray back to Mrs. Jonathan at this time, and ran into Yuan Xiu who was rushing out of the door. The two looked at each other. Kou Chen "hey" and called a stinky brat. However, Yuan Xiu didn't care about him at all and ran straight towards the garage.

Kou Chen didn't understand why, and looked at Mrs. Jonathan with a worried face: "What's going on?"

"Our family Manman went to the mountain to get paintballs before she came back, and the tornado was coming."

She complained to Mr. Jonathan: "It's all you, why are you doing the storm and let her go out, how dangerous!"

"Then can I stop her!"

Mr. Jonathan was also frowning and worried: "You don't know the girl's temper. You said you must get the paintball back, color      Fight cannot be delayed."

However, before he finished speaking, he heard a "bang" sound, and the tray landed. Kou Chen turned around suddenly, chased Yuan Xiu's back and got into the car with him.

"Oh, Mr. Kou!"

Mrs. Jonathan shouted anxiously: "Come back quickly, don't go!"

Kou Chen could not hear Mrs. Jonathan's cry behind him. He pulled Yuan Xiu from the driver's seat like crazy, sat in, and fastened his seat belt.

Yuan Xiu was pulled by him and almost fell to the ground, cursing: "Damn..."

When he turned around, he saw that the person who pulled him was Kou Chen. He swallowed the second half of the swear words back. He turned over and ran to the passenger seat to open the car door and sit in.

Kou Chen's face turned pale and his whole body was very tense. As soon as the car drove out, he stepped on the accelerator to 120 yards and drove towards the gloomy hillside in the distance.

The prelude to the storm had already begun, and the strong wind rolled up the gravel and slapped violently against the car window glass.

The sky became darker and darker, with wind and clouds surging in the distance, dark thick clouds intertwined, and lightning and thunder roaring among the heavy clouds.

However, Lu Manman's car was parked halfway up the mountain, unable to move forward.

Damn it, it seems like the tires are broken.

Uncle John's warehouse is on the opposite hill, and a blue-gray wooden house can be vaguely seen.

Lu Manman opened the car door, and the howling wind suddenly poured in. The fine grass gravel mixed in the wind slapped her face, a little painful.

Lu Manman took out the spare tire and toolbox jack from the trunk and prepared to replace the tire.

A drop of rain hit her face, and she reached out and touched it, it was cold.

When I looked up, I saw that the center of the tornado had formed not far away, and a magnificent and terrifying black column vortex swirled between the empty world.

It's coming!

Lu Manman gritted her teeth, immediately threw down the wrench and ran towards the small wooden house on the hillside ahead.

In any case, the paintball must be rescued, and this game must be held as scheduled! Because this may be the last game before Yuan Xiu went to study.

Without regrets, how can there be no regrets?

The competitive game he loves so deeply is his dream.

The wind roared in my ears, as if a ferocious giant beast was hiding deep in the thick clouds, the leaves on the slope were rustling, and the center of the storm was sweeping towards this side.

Lu Manman's body was like a piece of paper man, and was about to be blown by the wind. She ran into the hut with difficulty and took the key to the hut from the third flower pot next to the flower bed.

However, before she could open the door, the man behind her pulled her back.

Lu Manman turned around with difficulty and met Yuan Xiu's worried face. He stared at the tornado that was devouring everything in the distance: "Go back quickly, the tornado is coming!"

Their car was parked not far away, and Kou Chen actually got out of the car and ran towards her.

"It's okay, it's okay!"

He seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and took Lu Manman's hand to take her away. Lu Manman couldn't help but look back: "No, I haven't taken the paintball yet, I have to take it with me!"

"At this time, what the hell is it, the tornado is coming!"

Seeing that Lu Manman refused to move, Kou Chen suddenly became angry and shouted in a loud voice: "Follow me! Be obedient!"

"I don't!"

Lu Manman became stubborn and no one could persuade her, just like him back then.
To be continued...
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