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Chapter 64 My Little Golden Dragon Can Score
"Qingshengsheng, you come out with some spices from the space."

How can it be delicious without seasoning?
"Good" Survival changed the seasoning into Nanjia's pocket

Nanjia arranged the seasonings, and went to the forest near the entrance of the cave to pick up a few dry branches, which were used to skewer meat and light a fire.

Nanjia sat on the stone at the entrance of the cave and waited for Mo Yan to come back with his chin stuck.

Mo Yan saw this scene from the sky, and his heart shrank.

But his eyes quickly regained clarity. This is all a blindfold, and you can no longer be fooled by this woman.

Mo Yan brought back a wild boar, three chickens, and a deer.

"So much? You are amazing."

Mo Yan's eyes showed disgust, but if he looked carefully, he could see some pride.

Oh, it's just hunting.

Nanjia took out the stone knives she had made to shave them, but the stone knives were not sharp enough to cut them open.

Nan Jia rolled her eyes and looked around, thinking of finding a substitute.

Nanjia searched for a long time, then stopped his eyes on Moyan's paw.

His claws are sharp, it should be easy for him to disembowel him.

"What do you want to do?"

Being stared at by Nan Jia with a wretched smile on his face, Mo Yan's heart was ringing alarm bells, he always felt that nothing good happened.

Nan Jia walked towards Mo Yan with a smile.

Mo Yan's huge eyes stared at Nan Jia vigilantly, putting pressure on her.

But it didn't work, Nan Jia walked over to Mo Yan with a bucket.

Feeling the stiffness of Dao Mo's body, Nan Jia smiled more gently.

She fooled Mo Yan: "Relax, don't be so nervous, I just want to wash your hands. Wash your hands before meals, do you know? Otherwise, you will easily get sick."

Nanjia pulled Mo Yan's right front paw, and pressed its paw into the water.

Nanjia washed it very carefully, washing it little by little, taking care of the crevices of its paws.

While washing, she murmured: "It would be great if there was soap, and it would be more clean."

After all, if you want to use him to process your own ingredients, it is better to be clean and hygienic. If you eat unclean food, you will get sick.

She washed one paw for 5 minutes.

After washing, Nanjia stood up: "Okay, come with me, don't let the washed paws fall to the ground."

Mo Yan looked at Nan Jia motionlessly.

"what happened?"

"Just wash one?"

"hold head high"

Only one paw is enough to disembowel, but in fact, only one finger is enough, and she has washed too much.

Mo Yan said quietly: "Are you perfunctory?"

Nanjia had no choice but to squat down and wash his other paw resignedly.

Obviously, this wash was very perfunctory, and Mo Yan was a little unhappy.

Mo Yan followed Nan Jia to the food, and Nan Jia brought the feathered chicken to Mo Yan.

Before Mo Yan could react, Nan Jia had already grabbed Mo Yan's index finger and cut open the chicken's belly.

Nanjia's eyes sparkled: "Wow, your claws are really useful!"

So smooth.

Mo Yan's entire dragon was trembling with anger, he shouted: "Nanjia! You use my claws...you..."

Nan Jia gave Mo Yan a thumbs up: "Yes, your claws are doing great!"

Mo Yan's tone was gloomy: "Is that why you washed my hands just now?"

Nan Jia didn't answer Mo Yan's words, she picked up another chicken and handed it to Mo Yan, with a flattering smile: "Pull it away."

"Heh" Mo Yan snorted coldly at Nan Jia

Nan Jia directly stuffed the chicken into Mo Yan's hand, ignoring his cold face: "Here, it's very simple."

Mo Yan looked at the chicken in his hand and then at Nan Jia beside him, he crushed the chicken vigorously.

Killing the chicken to show the monkey is to frighten Nanjia, the monkey!
It's not a chicken, it's Nanjia's head!
Even though the arrogance around Mo Yan was extremely low, Nan Jia ignored it.

"You are so wrong, there is no way to eat this."

Nan Jia brought the last chicken over, and she took Mo Yan's paw and scratched at the chicken's belly: "Do you know how to do this?"

Mo Yan stared at Nan Jia, Nan Jia was indifferent, and finally Mo Yan compromised: "Yes."

"Then you go and deal with the wild boar and deer."

Yes, Mo Yan replied in a muffled voice.

Nanjia quickly spread the seasoning on the chicken and grilled it.

After a while, I smelled a fragrance.

This fragrance made Mo Yan's eyelids twitch, he didn't expect her craftsmanship to be pretty good.

After roasting all the meat, Nan Jia and Mo Yan sat aside and waited.

No, it was Nan Jia who stayed by Mo Yan's side.

Nan Jia finally saw Mo Yan's displeasure: "Well, are you upset because I use you as a tool?"

Mo Yan glanced at Nanjia, but didn't speak.

Mo Yan No. [-] expressed contempt for Mo Yan's narrow-minded behavior: [You are a big man, what's wrong with helping Nanjia?How come you only know how to eat and don't want to work hard? ]
Mo Yan said coldly: [Shut up]
Nan Jia thought for a while: "Then find me a knife tomorrow."

Mo Yan was taken aback for a moment, so he doesn't need himself anymore?

Nanjia stepped forward and stuck the roast chicken with a branch to check its doneness, but she didn't see the confusion on Mo Yan's face.

"It seems almost done, can I use your golden bowl?"

Mo Yangui obediently agreed.

Nan Jia happily ran to the cave to get the golden bowl.

Holding the bowl, Nanjia was still complaining: "Why do you think I am so miserable? The princess in the story is held in the hands of a golden dragon, and the treasures are all given by Chengshan. You are looking at me, I am like a fire maid. You need to ask for directions for every bowl you eat.”

Qiu Shengsheng sighed: "Hey, Nannan, there is no way to do this. I also didn't expect this dragon to be struck by lightning."

"Life is hard"

After eating and drinking enough, Nanjia lay on the grass and looked at the stars in the sky.

Looking at the cozy Nanjia, Mo Yan said slowly: "You don't want to go back to the palace?"

"I don't want to" I have to eat grass when I go back to the palace. If I don't have this place, I can eat meat if I want to.

Mo Yan turned and walked into the cave, he didn't believe Nan Jia's words, he felt that Nan Jia was lying to him.

Nan Jia followed behind Mo Yan and asked, "Where do I sleep at night?"

This is indeed a problem, he did not prepare a bed for her.

"sleeping on the floor"

Nanjia resolutely refused: "No, the forest is cold at night. If I sleep on the ground, I will get sick."

Mo Yan No. [-] also disagreed: [Are you crazy?Don't let Nan Nan sleep on the ground. ]
[Then what to do?Who told you not to prepare a bed for her? ]
Mo Yan No. [-] stopped talking, it forgot.

"I'm sick. I'll take you to see a doctor tomorrow. You can just sleep."

What Mo Yan said did not sound like human words at all.

Nan Jia looked at Mo Yan's golden scales under the moonlight, she restrained her salivating expression.

She said slowly, "shall I sleep with you?"

"What?" Mo Yan felt that there was something wrong with his ears.

In order to cover up her real thoughts, Nanjia made an excuse: "I just hug you to sleep, it will be very warm. In this way, I won't get sick, and I don't need to go to the doctor tomorrow."

Mo Yan taunted: "You have a beautiful idea."

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(End of this chapter)