Why do you want to go hunting in the mountains, Leng Qingzhu looked at Fu Yingshao.

Since yesterday's accident in the car, Fu Yingshao still got Leng Qingzhu's eyes for the first time, although the surface was as calm as water, his heartbeat was a little fast.

Thinking of his calculations, he was also a little weak-hearted, and hurriedly explained: "I haven't been to the mountains since I came, and I yearn for it." ”

Leng Qingzhu hooked the corners of his lips: "Do you really want to go?" ”

“…… Yes! ”

Leng Qingzhu pursed the corners of his lips, too lazy to expose him.

The others only thought that it was because Ye Wenchuan was back, and Leng Hongyi gave the two of them a chance to be alone, and wanted Leng Qingzhu and Fu Yingshao to cultivate a good relationship, but they didn't care.

After eating, Leng Qingzhu fully armed himself, put on indigo shoes, put on cotton hand, and buttoned his dogskin hat on his head, revealing a small face.

The white scarf was placed at home, and an old scarf was worn around the neck.

The mountains are full of branches, and it is a hole scraped around the neck, not to mention that Leng Qingzhu is reluctant, I am afraid that Mrs. Leng will be the first to scold her for being a loser when she sees it.

However, Leng Qingzhu walked out and saw Fu Yingshao's appearance, and almost fainted.

A trench coat, gloves, black leather shoes, and an earmuff on his head.

The golden sunlight sprinkled on his body, and the jade tree was in the wind, wanton and oceanic, enough to charm a little girl.

But this is hunting in the mountains, not catwalking.

Boss Fu's problem of pretending to be like the wind, when can it be changed.

This body entered the mountain, not to mention whether it would be scratched by branches and grass stalks, in such a cold weather in the northeast, this body slipped around the mountain, and when it came back, it could directly freeze people to dry.

Very good, put some cumin chili noodles on it, and you can eat it.

"Go in and change your clothes." Leng Qingzhu grabbed people's wrists and entered the house, and put his father's leather jacket, indigo shoes, and dog skin hat on the kang.

Looking at those things, Fu Yingshao's whole body was full of resistance.

Forget about the leather jacket and hat, the indigo shoes, but not only Leng Hongyi wore them, but Fu Zhenguo also wore them, he really didn't want to wear them.

Leng Qingzhu was too lazy to talk nonsense with him: "If you go, you can wear it, if you don't go, you won't wear it, whatever you want, it just saves trouble!" ”

Leng Qingzhu turned around and went out after speaking.

Chen Baishuang was boiling water, preparing to clean up the things sent by the Ye family yesterday and the pheasants that were brought back before.

Leng Hongyi sharpened his knife.

These are all prepared to be held when the Fu family and the two of them leave.

"Your brother can't get used to wearing those things, and he didn't mean not to wear them."

"He's just a good guy." Leng Qingzhu complained to his mother in a low voice: "If any of my brothers were as stinky and beautiful as him, my father would have scolded him a long time ago." ”

Leng Hongyi, who was sharpening the knife, raised his head to look at his daughter and did not speak.

"That's not bad, it's okay to clean up yourself and make a good profit, and you can attract people, right?" Chen Baishuang thinks it's good: "People are not people who work in the first place. When your brothers aren't working, don't they also dress themselves up neatly? Aren't you yourself so stinky and beautiful? ”

"......" Leng Qingzhu didn't bother to argue with his mother, standing at the door and looking at the things sent by the Ye family yesterday, he only felt that it was an eyesore.

"Take it all to the gifts, don't pack it up!"

"How can you take it as a gift, this is your brother's thing." Chen Baishuang looked at her daughter disapprovingly, and Leng Hongyi, who was sharpening his knife, also raised his head.

"Looking at the diaphragm, who can send it, he doesn't lack this thing." You can't go back, and if you go back, you're cheapening them.

Chen Baishuang and Leng Hongyi looked at their daughter disapprovingly, how could they make decisions for others.

"Qingzhu is right, there is no shortage of this stuttering, uncle, let's just take it as a gift." Fu Yingshao pushed open the door and walked out.

Leng Hongyi and Chen Baishuang looked at him in surprise.