Star Dome Railway: Start with fireworks for fun

"You go back to your post now, immediately, right now!"

Walking in front of the Belloberg Museum, Hua Huo immediately turned around and gave Qing Lan an order. From her expression, it was obvious that she was very angry about her slacking off.

Even a fun-loving person like Hua Huo would not tolerate his subordinates slacking off!

"Don't worry, little Hua Huo, I will definitely complete today's task well, don't be angry! By the way, you still have to go on stage later! These flowers are a bit in the way, I will help you take them down, if you like, I will put them in a vase for you."

As she said, Qing Lan reached out to take down the flowers that had just been inserted on Hua Huo's head, but was slapped back by Hua Huo.

"I will throw it away in a while, and the most important thing for you now is to return to your post!"

"Well... okay!"

Seeing Qing Lan running back to her post without looking back, Hua Huo silently picked up a mirror and looked at her head full of flowers inserted by Qing Lan, looking like a country girl from the countryside.

The next moment, she sighed, then carefully took down the flowers one by one and put them in a special storage item.

"You idiot, I'm not angry because you're slacking off! These flowers, too, have all been worn by others, so I don't want them!"

But because this was the first time he gave her flowers, although it was half-joking and others had worn them, she still couldn't bear to throw them away.

"Ahhh! Mask, mask, I'm so upset today! How about you tell me what to do next to make me feel better?"

Hanabi took off her mask and began to talk to herself. If some passers-by came to her at this time, they would definitely think that Hanabi was a lunatic who ran out of a mental hospital.

However, the mask in Hanabi's hand did not reply, but showed a pitiful expression, and then a weird smile.

"Ah! Acting pitiful? Wouldn't that make him even more excited? I won't do that! As expected, it's useless to ask you. After all, you and I have become one."

But after a while, Hanabi stopped again. Perhaps... this seems to be okay.

Then, she patted her cheeks lightly, put on some simple makeup, and ran to the museum to continue her role as host.

Another day passed. This time, Sambo accompanied Swarovski from morning to afternoon closing time, which was longer than Qinglan's dance yesterday. He was given half an hour to rest in the middle.

But after seeing how much money he had in his pocket, he felt that everything he did today was worth it. He finally had money to go to Pinocchio.

"Sambo, come here and do me a favor."

"Miss Hanabi, let alone one favor, even three or five are no problem!"

"It's not that exaggerated. You helped me today..."

After hearing this, Sambo blinked in shock, and looked at Hanabi with a flash of disbelief and surprise in his eyes.

"No, Miss, are you sure you want to do this? This..."

"Go if you want to go. When you proposed to change your position, didn't you promise to do something for us? This thing is enough. Is this little thing difficult for you?"

"No, no, I'm just a little surprised."

Sangbo shook his head repeatedly. What Hua Huo asked him to do was not only not difficult, but also quite easy, but it was a little... hard to describe for him.

Forget it, she must have her reasons for asking him to do this!

………

That night, Qinglan looked at Hua Huo who was silent. He felt very embarrassed at this time, but in a sense, he was wrong to slack off, and he didn't want to let this depressing atmosphere continue, and then said.

"Little Hanabi, although I was lazy this morning, I worked hard this afternoon, so... you should be relieved, right?"

Hanabi slowly turned around and smiled at Qinglan, "What are you talking about? I never take this kind of thing to heart, you think too much!"

"Hahaha, that's right, after all, it's just lazy, and I didn't make a big mistake. You are not so mad at me for this reason, hahaha!"

Hanabi narrowed her eyes, "Swarovski and Sambo made a lot of money today, but Clara doesn't seem to want Swarovski to do this job. Starting tomorrow, Swarovski will appear in the Belloborg Museum in a way similar to a "talking encyclopedia."

"Oh! That's fine, anyway, we've been here for two days, and tomorrow it's time for us to set off for Pinocchio, right?"

"Of course, but Sambo seems to be better than us.He went later. He said he had to deal with some things before leaving Beloberg, so he will probably arrive later than us."

"It's okay. As long as he comes, there's still plenty of time before the official Harmony Festival. By the way, Hanabi, those flowers on your head..."

"I threw them away. Do you have any objections? You made my head look like a chicken coop without permission. I'm glad I didn't kick you on the spot."

"Hahaha, that's right! We're leaving Beloberg tomorrow, so let's go to bed early today! "

As he said that, Qinglan lay down on the bed. Although he couldn't sleep now, he almost fell asleep after a short nap.

However, after about half an hour, the temperature suddenly dropped sharply. Qinglan, who had not yet fallen asleep, immediately felt that something was wrong with the temperature in the room.

Looking at Huahuo, who seemed to be asleep on the bed, he immediately went to the lobby to inquire about the situation. As a result, the receptionist at the front desk said anxiously.

"I'm sorry, I don't know what happened recently. The heating system always breaks down. We have tried our best to repair it. Sorry, we will compensate you for tonight's accommodation and food expenses."

"How long will it take to repair it?"

"This... one night."

"Isn't this the same as yesterday? "

But Qinglan had no other choice. The heating system had been broken for two consecutive days. He went upstairs to wake up Huahuo and asked her to put on winter clothes!

When Qinglan walked back to the room, Huahuo still kept the posture before he left.

Qinglan walked to Huahuo's bed and said, "Huahuo, wake up, the heating system is broken again, so you should put on winter clothes tonight!"

However, when he walked up and pulled Huahuo's body apart, he found that Huahuo was curled up in the quilt, shivering with cold, and her body temperature was terribly low.

She uttered a few words with difficulty, but Qinglan heard them very clearly.

"Qinglan, I'm so cold... I'm so cold..."

Her pitiful expression was like a shivering little rabbit in the cold winter, "Are you so cold? Your body is so cold! It seems that I have to become the Lord of Hellfire..."

Before she finished speaking, Hua Huo subconsciously grabbed Qing Lan's arm and hugged Qing Lan's body subconsciously.

Feeling Hua Huo's cold body, Qing Lan's body also trembled a little. After all, he was not in the bed and was still wearing pajamas!

"Hua Huo, little Hua Huo, little ancestor, come down! If you don't come down, I will burn you to ashes when I become the Lord of Hellfire!"

However, Hua Huo still hugged him tightly, without any sign of letting go. Looking at Hua Huo's pitiful expression, Qing Lan couldn't bear to force himself to become the Lord of Hellfire and burn her.

Finally, Qing Lan made a decision in his brain in an instant, and then he gently hugged Hua Huo's body and whispered in her ear.

"When you wake up tomorrow, don't think of me as a gangster! After all, you are holding me and not letting go. "

After saying that, he carried the little Firefly who was almost unconscious from the cold back to his bed, and took the quilt from Firefly's bed with him.

Then, Qinglan hugged Firefly tightly, and seemed to feel that Firefly's body was gradually rising, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"You, you! What a fool, hahaha, you almost froze to death in Beloberg, you are the only one among the Masked Fools! I can have fun with you for the rest of my life."

Hearing Qinglan's laughter, Firefly hugged Qinglan's body a little tighter, and she couldn't help but curled her lips.

I don't know who is the fool yet!

At the same time.

Old Sambo said puzzledly while walking on the streets of Beloberg with the core of the heating system.

"Strange, why did Firefly ask me to steal this thing? She knew that I stole it yesterday? It shouldn't be? Forget it, never mind. Go home and count how much money I made today, and I, Old Sambo, will become rich one day! ”