Quick Transmission: Host, don’t touch the boss, he’s going to kiss you

Night fell again, and the mountains were extremely quiet. Occasionally, there would be a few insects chirping, and the faint green fragrance of oranges floated in the air.

At this time, the red lantern in the yard suddenly lit up. Unprepared, Aning was startled and startled again.

She sat on the steps in the yard, looking at her own shadow illuminated by the red light. She looked up at the lanterns under the eaves, and couldn't help but curse in her heart.

This lantern is already very eye-catching when it is not lit, but it is even more eye-catching when it is lit!

And this Si Yan said he went to find food for her, but he didn't come back after so long. As a god, shouldn't he be able to conjure up a large table of delicious food with just a wave of his hand?

Is it possible that he didn't learn the magic of changing things well?

With this thought in mind, Aning stretched his body and stood up, walking back and forth in the small yard.

It's a bit cool in the deep mountains at night, with a gentle evening breeze and swaying branches and leaves. The full moon is half hidden in the clouds, and there are mottled tree shadows on the ground.

Aning counted the steps she took in boredom, and finally stopped in front of the orange tree. She suddenly discovered that there was no vegetation in the yard.

Except this orange tree.

And this tree is growing very well, so it must have been taken care of by someone.

"How is the orange tree An Ning thinking growing?"

A soft and slow voice sounded behind him. Following this sudden question, Aning turned around suddenly, and the outstanding-looking god stood there.

He had black hair and white clothes, and was ethereal. His calm eyes were fixed on her, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. His originally indifferent expression became somewhat popular because of this move.

"I think... he looks good." An Ning stared at his face and replied without answering the question.

"I think so too." Si Yan nodded in agreement, walked over and held her hand with a calm tone.

Immediately, he added unhurriedly: "Aning has been waiting for a long time. Now there are only some fruits in this mountain to satisfy our hunger."

Listening to his gentle and calm words, Aning suddenly felt extremely comfortable in her heart. She shook her head and said it didn't matter.

However, she underestimated what Si Yan said, "There are only some fruits."

Returning to the room where the two of them rested together last night, Si Yan gently waved his sleeves, and the pear-carved tabletop was instantly covered with all kinds of fruits.

Aning was stunned.

I must have picked all the fruits in the forest.

She asked: "You have picked all the fruits in the forest, right?"

"I didn't pick the poisonous fruit." Si Yan replied with a smile.

As he spoke, he took a peach from the table and handed it to the girl. The beautiful pink peach looked particularly delicious in his hands as pale as snow.

"These are all washed," he said.

Aning hummed, took the peach from his hand, looked into the other person's eyes, and when he nodded slightly, she opened her mouth and took a bite.

"It's so sweet." The girl swallowed the pulp in her mouth and noticed that the other person had been looking at her. She blinked in confusion and asked him, "Aren't you going to eat it?"

Si Yan looked at her with a smile and shook his head slightly to indicate that he would not eat.

Aning wanted to say something, but when the other party handed him another peach, she closed her mouth silently and ate the peach quietly.

"Then when will we go down the mountain?"

Perhaps it was because the room was too quiet and there was only the sound of her chewing, so Aning took the initiative to stir up the topic.

"Don't worry, I'll see you in two days." Si Yan lowered his eyes slightly, and the flickering candlelight danced in his light eyes, making those pupils even clearer.

"Why are we still here for two days?" Aning raised his eyes and glanced at the other party, and asked casually.

Is there any difference between now and two days later?

Si Yan looked at her, looked at the person from top to bottom, and finally curled his lips and said in a clear and clear voice, "Because in two days, the oranges in the courtyard will be ripe."

"Ah?" Aning was startled when he heard this answer. He thought of the orange tree outside the door and showed a dull expression.

Will those green oranges be ripe in two days? ? ?

"It's really ripe." The beautiful god looked at the girl with an incredulous look and smiled slightly, with a hint of tenderness in his delicate eyebrows.

Suddenly he stretched out his hand to her.

Aning looked at him in confusion, hesitated for a moment, and put his hand on him.

However, this move successfully caused the god to chuckle, "I think Aning likes to hold my hand. Originally, this hand was for you to put peach stones in."

"..."

For a moment, Aning wanted to bury herself in the ground. She lowered her head in shame and wanted to withdraw her hand, but was held tightly by the other party.

The god's peaceful and peaceful face seemed to have some vitality. He gently held her hand and said slowly, like a young man, in a clear voice: "I like it too."

Hearing this, Aning's face felt even hotter. She shrank her neck like a quail, her heart filled with various subtle emotions.

"I...I'm full. Can I go outside to eat?" An Ning lowered his head and asked in a low voice.

Si Yan always smiled gently. When he heard the girl's words, he nodded slightly: "Of course it's okay."

Aning felt that Si Yan was a very talkative god, and he would agree to any request she made, and he would even tolerate her.

However, her requests are generally not excessive and are within the normal range.

Although she may feel strange at certain moments, she actually quite enjoys these preferential treatment.