One Hundred Days of Hidden Marriage: Young Emperor, spoiled by heaven!

And this belief is really unconditional.

Zhuang Chuchu began to try to help Long Muyun set up a tent.

"Just watch from the side, I'll finish the work soon." But Long Muyun didn't seem to need Zhuang Chuchu's help.

Zhuang Chuchu took a closer look, and it seemed that this was really the case. Long Muyun's speed was really fast! It felt like the kung fu tent was set up in the blink of an eye.

But Zhuang Chuchu's stomach is really rumbling all the time... I don't know when she will be able to eat.

"Then what are we going to do after setting up the tent?" Zhuang Chuchu was expecting the answer from Long Muyun.

"Eat." Long Muyun told Zhuang Chuchu categorically, and he knew that Zhuang Chuchu's mind was not thinking about anything other than eating.

"Great, that's what I was waiting for! I wasn't too hungry just now, but when you asked me, I felt that I was really hungry, and my physical strength was exhausted, so I had to eat to replenish my energy." La……"

After hearing Zhuang Chuchu's words, Long Muyun was a little speechless, she could always find some high-sounding reasons for her affairs.

When I saw Zhuang Chuchu for the first time, I really didn't think she was a foodie, but the subsequent development made Long Muyun unexpected...

Seeing that Long Muyun's first tent had been completed, Zhuang Chuchu's eyes widened in surprise.

This tent is really big after it's set up! It's really beyond Zhuang Chuchu's previous understanding of the word "tent".

And it looks so comfortable.

"What about the other tent? When will we set it up?" Zhuang Chuchu was actually very interested in setting up the tent.

"If you want, we can do it now." Long Muyun turned around and looked at Zhuang Chuchu.

"No, no, no, no, that's not what I meant. I just saw how neatly you set up this tent, and I'm curious what the next tent will look like, but you have to have enough food to talk about it, you Right?"

Zhuang Chuchu smiled flatteringly at Long Muyun.

Long Muyun nodded, then returned to the tent he had just set up successfully, prepared the ingredients, and then ate.

Zhuang Chuchu quickly followed in.

"Wow, Long Muyun...can you tell me how much storage is in your bag? Why can you hold so many things?" Zhuang Chuchu watched as Long Muyun took the things in the bag one by one. Come out, amazed.

Zhuang Chuchu knew that Long Muyun had obsessive-compulsive disorder, and the things he took out were all arranged so neatly.

Maybe if he allowed himself to take out the things and place them one by one, it would definitely anger Long Muyun, and it would definitely make his obsessive-compulsive disorder become severe.

Zhuang Chuchu secretly smiled.

However, her smile fell into Long Muyun's eyes. Looking at Zhuang Chuchu's smile, Long Muyun felt very comfortable.

Just like the spring breeze blowing across the lake, causing slight ripples, Long Muyun's heart at this moment is really turbulent.

"It's nothing." Long Muyun did not forget to answer Zhuang Chuchu's last question.

"Then when will we be able to eat? I think you should have heard that my stomach has been rumbling..." Zhuang Chuchu touched her already hungry stomach and lowered her head in embarrassment.

"It won't be long, just bear with it a little longer." Long Muyun put an apron on himself.