"You also fish? Looks more like the fish are fishing you."
Candy looked at her skinny arms and legs; any half-pound fish could just pull her into the water.
"Brother, you're underestimating me again, aren't you!"
"I've got super good luck."
Mo Jingchun turned and quickened his pace, who doesn't know you have good luck, no need to say it out loud.
That afternoon you were so lucky, catching fish non-stop, while he, as the brother, caught nothing.
As they entered the mountain, Mo Jingchun and his group felt the interior's coolness.
The further they walked in, the lower the temperature dropped.
Given the situation, the quick-witted Candy quickly finished her ice cream.
Passing by the production workshop, Mo Jingchun and others arrived at the other side of the mountain—the future space shuttle hangar.
"So many engineering vehicles."
Walking out of the hangar, the view suddenly opened up, and there lay the still unpaved airport runway.
