I'm not a wild eater

"Don't worry, you can't beat me."

"I'm not sure about this, and I dare not follow you back."

Yan Shu stood up indifferently.

Sit back on the bed and hug the king who is full of food and drink.

The two calves were shaking and shaking, one person and one cat, watching Mu Qing squatting on the ground to work.

Seeing her like this, Mu Qing couldn't help feeling a little funny.

Ahhhhh, you two don't do this, I can't take it anymore.

What did i do wrong?In the middle of the night, I came to eat dog food mixed with water.

Why is it mixed with water.

Both of these are not good people, they just flirt but don't sleep.

Master Shu underestimated Master Mu too much, Master Mu already imposed some kind of impulse...

Didn't you see Master Shu has already run far away, and he is still hugging the king to protect him.

On the surface, he is as stable as an old dog, but in his heart, he is panicked like a frightened sparrow.

He was arrogant before because he didn't know Mu Qing's true strength.

Now, Yan Shu chooses to be more careful.

After waiting for a few minutes, Yan Shu put the cooked chicken feet and coptis on the table.

Carefully poured some out, using two bamboo cups to pour back and forth.

"Are you in a hurry to drink?"

Muqing put the woven piece of bamboo aside.

A new tree was dragged out to cut bamboo sticks.

"I'm in a hurry to drink it for you." Yan Shu said, blushing quietly.

It was too dark, and Mu Qing was too busy handling the bamboo, so he didn't notice it.

"Here."

All the bamboo is split into thin bamboo strips, and the inner side needs to be cut off to make the bamboo strips thinner.

Yan Shu's slender wrist stretched out, holding a bamboo cup in his hand.

There is a slightly yellowish liquid in the cup.

"You don't have to hide so far, I'm still running the live broadcast."

After making a joke, Mu Qing took a sip of the drink, and Mu Qing's entire face crumpled together in an instant.

"Why is this so painful?"

Looking down at the water in the glass, the color is not dark, and it doesn't look like it has any lethality.

"It's okay, if you boil the roots, it's called suffering."

The water in the pot was no longer hot, so Yan Shu drained it out.

With eyes closed and heart crossed, he picked up the cup and drank it down.

"Niu... No, it's amazing." Mu Qing closed his eyes and drank from his own cup.

After twisting his face for a while, his expression gradually returned to normal.

I really can't mess with girls who have Chinese medicine at home, there will be endless suffering.

After drinking the herbal tea, Yan Shu was not in a hurry to sleep.

Get ready to make the fence together.

Pull out the spare wood from under the bed, cut it into a length of about one meter, and throw it together scattered.

After chopping enough, pick up one to sharpen both ends of the wood, throw it aside, and take out the other to continue sharpening.

Such a division of labor and cooperation seems very comfortable.

It's just that Master Mu will definitely have a big head when he sees the wood thrown everywhere.

Obsessive-compulsive disorder said that he really wanted to help Master Shu clean up.

Master Mu has demands on himself, and he is very tolerant of Lord Shu.

There is nothing you can do if you are not tolerant, after all, you can't beat it.

If you really want to fight, you can definitely beat it.

I don't believe it unless they call me.

Muqing took the woven bamboo outside and made gestures.

I have already weaved three pieces, and I need to weave another one, and then weave a slightly denser door.

"Master Mu, do you really want to use such beautiful pieces of bamboo as the fence?"

"A little overkill, isn't it?"

Yan Shu looked up and thought it would be good to wrap up the shelter.

"This? This is the most basic."

"Look at the piece at the end of the bed in the shelter, that's called meticulousness."

"Tomorrow I'm weaving some dense sheets to cover the other three sides of the shelter so that I can sleep more securely."

The two bamboo walls removed from under the bed were used by Muqing to cover the sleeping position in the shelter.

The bottom of the bed is only one meter, but there are two meters on the bed.

When the two pieces are combined, only the position at the end of the bed is covered.

Later, I met wild wolves and rushed out again, so the matter was shelved.

Now that I am back, I should finish this as soon as possible.