Qinghu stood up, and she untied the hemp rope on the waist of the fat gourd: "You are free." ”

"A girl with no conscience, grandpa's baby gourd, say abandon it."

Duanfeng's voice came from behind her, and Qinghu could even feel his scorching body temperature, his heart-pounding chest, and the snort that swept over her head.

Qinghu suddenly felt warm, and her hand holding the gourd was slightly uncontrollable.

Do you want to beat him up first, so that he will dare to run around in the future. It's better to ignore him, it's clear that he left first...

She turned, still unsure of what to say.

Duanfeng opened a five-layer wooden box in his hand, and the smell of rice came to his nose.

I haven't eaten seriously for two days, and Qinghu's stomach is "growling" again.

"I know you're a gluttonous girl." Duanfeng set up a wooden table out of thin air, brought out the meals in the food box one by one, and actually set up a whole table.

Sweet and sour pork ribs, braised beef brisket, pot pork slices, fried eel with green onions, steamed osmanthus fish, duck with camphor tea, garlic vegetables, stir-fried villain, stewed pork knuckle with radish...

Wouldn't this be too rich, Qinghu Xiao's eyes rolled slightly, and he took the bowl and began to eat.

Duanfeng didn't move his chopsticks much, and Qinghu didn't notice that he was only taking care of himself and eating happily, "You don't eat?" ”

She didn't put down her chopsticks, thought about it and said, "You ate it first behind my back?" ”

End Wind...

"I'm a vegetarian."

"What?" Qinghu still didn't put down the dishes and chopsticks, she propped the back of her hand on the table, "You... Aren't you a white tiger? ”

End Wind...

"Do you have an opinion?"

Qinghu: "No... Yes—" She shifted the garlic greens to Duanfeng, "This, it's yours." She leaned back on, "No... Malnutrition or something? ”

Duanfeng: "You care about me so much, I am very touched by my husband." ”

Clear Lake... Dine...

The so-called wind and clouds, hungry Qinghu to eat, probably this is what it means.

After a meal, the subtle embarrassment just now was gone.

Duanfeng silently cleaned up the dishes, Qinghu suddenly remembered something, she grabbed Duanfeng's wrist that kept moving: "Lord Guard, what you ate just now was... It's a real meal..."

End Wind...

Qinghu said seriously: "I mean, you didn't conjure it. ”

What Qinghu thinks is: Will the conjured up not be hungry...

Duan Feng shook his wrist to let Qinghu let go: "Dirty." When the meeting is cleaned up, you will be able to pull it all night. ”

Qinghu immediately let go of his hand and squinted at him.

Duanfeng cleaned up the dishes, closed the food box, and pointed to the gilded font on the food box, "Manzhaolou", "I have to return the food box tomorrow." ”

Qinghu nodded, indicating that she was very satisfied with the answer.

Duanfeng put away the wooden table and made a fire on the ground.

He looked at the clear lake in the firelight, and the small flames jumped in her eyes, and her eyes were really the most beautiful stars in the world.

There is also a cinnabar red mole at the end of the left eye, which makes the pure little fairy more vivid and charming.

Duanfeng: "The city gate is closed, do you want to enter the city?" ”

Qinghu shook his head: "No, the city wall is so high, I can't climb it." ”

Duanfeng stared at Qinghu for a long time before finally looking away and said, "Okay." ”

He went to the river to fetch water and came back: "You freshen up first, and I will make the bed for the lady." ”

"Bed?"

In the wilderness, Qinghu thought, with a god by her side, will her wandering days be too comfortable?

I saw Duanfeng walk in front of the fat gourd, and his right hand was drawn down from above, and the fat gourd was cut in half and fell to both sides.

He went to the flocculent in the gourd, fished out a few beds of brocade quilts and carefully spread them in, and beckoned to Qinghu: "Madame, do you like it?" ”

Clear Lake... In the end, let people not sleep...

Seeing that Duanfeng was about to hug her again, Qinghu climbed onto the gourd bed and lay down.

Duanfeng covered the quilt for her and said softly: "Madame is very well-behaved, she knows to wait for me when she is." Forgive you for my husband. ”

Qinghu muttered softly: "Nonsense." ”

Duanfeng smiled and pinched her little face, "Madame is so cute." Remember, there's no next time. ”

Duanfeng smiled dotingly, and then set up a curtain to surround the gourd bed. The top was covered with transparent tulle, and he could still watch the stars and moon, and he said softly: "Madame, rest in peace." ”