"I'm sorry, my blood sugar is on the high side. The doctor told me to control my sugar as much as possible, so after I bought rice pudding last time, I stopped coming back." Yun Tuan made nonsense, and even picked up the plastic bag filled with medicine boxes in his hand and shook it.
Liaohuang.
"That's it..." The clerk looked at Yun Tuan a few more times and saw that she was indeed pale, with needle holes and bruises on her hands, so she nodded regretfully, "Okay, excuse me, I will suggest the store manager to make some low sugar
Or sugar alcohol desserts, welcome to try them next time!"
With that said, the girl trotted back to the dessert shop happily, the white gauze on the edge of her apron swaying gently in the wind.
The sudden episode made the three of them a little confused. Jing Yu contacted the bodyguard and private detective, and then went upstairs.
"Yun Tuan, isn't it good that you always curse yourself like this?" Jing He stood there and held it in for a long time before he finally said this.
Yun Tuan said nonchalantly: "It's not that important. I'm just controlling my sugar."
Generally speaking, modern people have a high-calorie diet, and the dishes contain a lot of sugar and oil mixtures. This mixture is most easily absorbed by the body, and then leads to weight gain.
Jing He curled his lips and didn't take it seriously, "I think that people only live for a few years anyway, and their absorptive ability has a lot to do with genes. Some people can live to be hundreds of years old even if they smoke, drink, and taste all their lives.
Years old, look at... the health expert who passed away some time ago was in his fifties?"
Yun Tuan twitched his lips, "But, after all, there are only a few people with longevity genes. I don't think it's a good thing to take care of your health."
Jing He snorted softly, "Why do you have the same accent as my brother and be careful about turning into a poker face?"
"A poker face is a poker face."
"Forget it, I won't argue with the girl, I'll go look through the telescope, and I'll remember to go to the terrace to look at the mine."
"Okay."
So, twenty minutes later, the cloud looked through the telescope and looked at the mountains stretching in the distance. His brows trembled and he said, "You said that place over there that looks like a fishhook is the mine being mined?"
Jing He held the fruit plate and nodded casually, "Yes, we are using new technology. While mining, we can minimize the damage to the surrounding vegetation. Of course, there is nothing we can do about the vegetation on the mountain. It will have to be planted later." "How can we plant when the ground is hollowed out?" Yun Tuan whispered, looking at it, he felt that the scene in the telescope looked a bit familiar.
I seem to have seen it somewhere.
But she must have never been to that location.
What is the problem...
The cloud tilted its head to the right, then turned to the left after a while, and then rotated its entire body, trying to combine its imagination to restore an inverted image.
"What are you doing? Putting up strange poses to attract aliens? I am right, you are actually from aliens, right? How can humans remember so much strange information!"
Jinghe gnawed on a strawberry and spoke righteously.
Yun Tuan rolled his eyes and looked around. Seeing that there were no drones or surveillance cameras, he handed the binoculars to Jing He, "I think the shape of the mountain next to it is a bit like a shark fin on a puzzle, and that
A river is somewhat similar to the outline of the clouds in the picture."
"Really?" Jing He put the fruit plate aside, took the telescope, and handed Yun Tuan a new toothpick.
Yun Tuan casually pierced a piece of cantaloupe.
"Oh, what kind of pattern reorganization ability do you have? Can you tell from this?"
Jinghe patted his head, took out his mobile phone, and tapped the screen with his warm white fingertips.
The cool breeze blew and the clouds felt dizzy. She walked to a sheltered place to take shelter from the wind and rested for a while. The discomfort disappeared again.