Rude didn't expect to bake a sweet potato by himself, and he also roasted a fire.

He's just burning grass, what's wrong?

Why did the grass burn the tree, and the tree set on fire?

Well?

Isn't it just Yaoyao here, he took two more sweet potatoes, and then put more fuel, is this forest so fragile?

The fire spread, and the rudeness's first reaction was to grab the roasted sweet potatoes, and when he was hot, he turned the sweet potatoes in his hands, and hurriedly took off his expensive blazer, wrapped the sweet potatoes, and handed them to Yaoyao!

"Tong Yaoyao, you take the sweet potato and run! Here I'll top! You want to eat it while it's hot!! ”

Tong Yaoyao held the heavy sweet potato in her arms, looked at the rude and anxious eyes, and then turned her head to look at the security guards rushing to the door, and said seriously with a smoked scorched little face.

"Rude, this sweet potato is not ripe."

Tong Yaoyao's small and tender face was smoked, and she couldn't even see her face clearly.

Rude but tangled.

"Uncooked? If it's not cooked...... Now it's a question of whether it's cooked or not?! If we don't run again, we both have to be cool! You go! I'm covering! ”

rudely pushed Tong Yaoyao out.

His face was also covered in smoke, black as if he had just returned from mining in Africa, and he could only see a pair of eyes and a mouthful of white teeth when he spoke, and nothing else could be seen clearly.

He narrowed his eyes and pushed Yaoyao.

The hand printed another black handprint on Yaoyao's black clothes.

Look at it from afar.

The two of them, black creatures, were pushing and shouting on the black, red ground, like two burnt rabbits.

Firefighters came quickly, and fire trucks quickly extinguished the fire.

There was already a circle of people outside the courtyard, and there were reporters and other people eating melons who were watching the excitement.

Yaoyao and Rude don't know, they almost lit the fire, and they could see a beam of fire coming out from afar.

In the D·R team, Bai Yu was still holding a teacup, took a sip of wolfberry water, and said indifferently.

"Bai watched the sky one day, and this year, our Yaoyao will be very popular."

The rest of the D·R team agrees.

Bian Jin also took a few photos with his mobile phone and used the firelight as a background board to take a few photos in a row, and then picked a selfie that was the cutest and sent it to the young lady, and what he said was-

"Little sister, there is a fire today, you will be on fire this year!"

This is perfect to tell the young lady the latest news, and to let the young lady see him and think of him.

But the perfect Bian Jin didn't expect that his little sister was one of the arsonists.

The black Yaoyao and the black rudeness did not escape.

The people eating melons outside the courtyard were quickly dispersed, the reporters were also driven away, and two cars were quickly parked outside the door, and the rude father pushed open the door and walked out angrily.

He did relax after listening to Yaoyao's words today, the mousse in his hair was washed off and his hair hung down softly, looking a lot younger, and what was even more coquettish was that he also had a rose pinned to his clothes.

The impudent father walked faster than the security guards, almost trotting, and soon reached a large burned forest.

He covered his mouth and nose with one hand, looked left and right, looked for a long time and didn't find rudeness, and said politely to an African friend who suddenly appeared next to him with anger.

"Excuse me, do you see a sixteen or seventeen child?"

The African friend smiled, showing a mouthful of white teeth.

"Dad, why did you come so soon?!"

The rude father looked at it intently.

Didn't recognize the rudeness.

Take a step back and look at it again -

"How did you burn like this?! Wash it quickly, or people who don't know will think that your mother has made me green! How is my son not like me! It's black like this! ”