President, Mrs. is dancing on your grave with five little babies.

This is obviously a lie.

Who would feel comfortable in the trunk?

In that narrow space, even the air does not circulate, lying in it with hands and feet curled up, and being bumped all the time, how uncomfortable!

But Xing Xing acted very happy and really walked towards the trunk.

"Let me go!" An Bao stood up, "My two younger sisters and I have nothing in common on the road, and we are quite tired, so we can just lie down and rest."

Two people are fighting each other, looking at that posture, they are almost about to fight.

Ping Bao watched from the side, his thin lips tightened again.

When he was about to stand up and say that he was going to the trunk, the chef scratched his head in embarrassment, "Stop arguing, the trunk is full of things, there is no way to stuff them."

Anbao and Xingxing: Oh!

"Let's go first!" Ping Bao said. "Tian Yu said to let her family send me off."

"Then I'll go with you too." Tuantuan said, "Otherwise this car will be too crowded."

"No!" Ping Bao refused without thinking. "His family drives a motorcycle, which can only carry one person."

It turned out to be the case.

"If the motorcycle is overloaded, it seems that the driver's license will be revoked directly." The chef chimed in.

Now that Tuantuan couldn't follow, he got into the back row of the car.

Xing Xing walked up to Ping Bao, and said with some consideration in his tone, "Is it true, Tian Yu's family really wanted to send you off, but you were arguing just now..."

I wanted to talk about a quarrel, but I was afraid that the words would be inaccurate and make Ping Bao angry again.

Ping Bao said, "We didn't quarrel, we just discussed about the game."

Hearing this, Xingxing breathed a sigh of relief, "So it was a fight over a game, oh no, it's a discussion, that's fine, you two got back together, right?"

"I told you we didn't quarrel." Ping Bao said helplessly.

There is no quarrel, how can there be reconciliation?

"Okay, okay, then let's go first, and meet at the ice cream shop later." Xing Xing was finally relieved.

After they left, Ping Bao looked away, ready to find a car to go back.

It is impossible to get a taxi here.

Ping Bao plans to go back to the previous reservoir after walking a certain distance. There are people camping there. As long as they give money, someone should be willing to take him back.

Before he had gone far, a car passed by Ping Bao.

After only a few steps, he turned back suddenly and stopped in front of Ping Bao, "Little friend, where do you want to go, do you need uncle to take you?"

Ping Bao raised his head and glanced at the man in the car.

About 40 years old, fat head and big ears, revealing a bit sinister and cunning.

He inexplicably disliked this man.

"No, thank you." Ping Bao refused.

"Don't be polite to me, get in the car, I'm not a bad person, look, my daughter is still in the back row!" The man said, rolling down the rear window.

A chubby little girl waved at Ping Bao, "Xuanyuan Ping, get in the car!"

Hearing this, Ping Bao frowned his handsome eyebrows, "You know me?"

He didn't remember that he was so famous in this city.

The girl blushed a little, "I went to Kyoto to participate in a Mathematical Olympiad before, and I was in a group with you, have you forgotten?"

"No." Ping Bao shook his head.

Immediately, in the girl's expectant eyes, he said slowly, "I have no impression of you at all."

People who have no impression, what are you talking about, have you forgotten?