The photographer wants to become a God Hunter!
The big sun hung in the sky, roasting the earth.
No wind!
In the cornfield, although the broad leaves blocked some sunlight, it was stuffy and warm inside, making people feel like they were in a sauna.
Just half an hour later, Ma Xiaoyun finished her last sip of water.
She licked her cracked lips, looked at Lin Baici's back, and wanted to ask for two bottles of mineral water.
"Do you think he'll give it to me?"
Ma Xiaoyun asked her boyfriend, actually hinting that the photographer should ask.
"He should!"
"Reason!"
"He's not as cold-blooded as that old Luo, and for him, with so much mineral water, it's not a scarce resource. To keep the cannon fodder energized, giving two bottles of water is acceptable!"
The photographer matured quickly, already starting to consider issues from a benefit perspective.
"Then how many bottles should we ask for?"
Ma Xiaoyun suggested.
