Proud of the rivers and lakes

After Fu Jinghong and Leng Qixuan washed up hastily, they returned to the cabin.

As soon as Fu Jinghong pushed open the door, he saw the little junior brother rushing towards him.

"Brother, we've been looking for you for a long time!" Bai Lianhua threw himself into Fu Jinghong's arms and rubbed against his shoulder.

Seeing his pitiful expression, Fu Jinghong reached out and touched his head, and said with a smile, "I'm here waiting for you."

Bai Lianhua's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and his pupils sparkled, then he hummed again: "But if we hadn't returned to Broken Sleeve Valley, we wouldn't have been able to find you, Senior Brother."

"Brother, don't you want to get rid of us?" Bai Lianhua looked at Fu Jinghong firmly, his eyes darkened.

"How could it be?" Fu Jinghong paused, then smiled, "I knew you would find it... let's not talk about it, you are hungry, I will pick some wild fruits for you to eat."

The previous owner of the cabin did not leave much behind, only a narrow wooden bed, a few tables, chairs and chairs covered in dust, nothing like a stove, pot, shovel and pan, and Fu Jinghong Although he has a heart for food, he has no ability to create food. For nearly a month, he has been relying on picking some wild fruits in the mountains and hunting some wild rabbits and wild birds to satisfy his appetite.

Of course, although he planned to live here, he couldn't just rely on these foods to survive. He planned to go down the mountain in a few days and buy some dry food. coming.

It's better to come early than to come by coincidence. It's really unlucky for his two little juniors to come.

"No need, we went to buy some food before going up the mountain." Leng Qixuan who had been silent all this time suddenly said.

"Yes," Bai Lianhua nodded quickly, turned around and took a few small paper packages from the wooden table, "Brother, try it."

The small paper bag in Bai Lianhua's hand was very delicate, and Fu Jinghong reached out to take it.

"This is your favorite peach blossom cake, brother." Bai Lianhua opened a small paper bag.

The paper bag was wrapped in three or four layers, and when it was opened, several small pink pastries were revealed inside.

Fu Jinghong's eyes lit up, he stretched out his hand and stuffed it into his mouth with his fingers.

After eating wild fruits for a month, drinking mountain springs for a month, and then eating this worldly delicacy, it really feels special.

Seeing Fu Jinghong's satisfied expression, Bai Lianhua also curled his lips into a smile, but suddenly paused when he touched Fu Jinghong's neck.

Fu Jinghong was satisfied with each mouthful of peach blossom crisps, so he didn't notice Bai Lianhua's gaze.

Bai Lianhua paused, then handed over a small paper bag, and said, "This is mung bean cake. It is said that the mung bean cake from this store is delicious, sweet but not greasy, and it melts in your mouth."

Fu Jinghong swallowed the peach blossom cake in his mouth, stretched out his hand to take the small paper bag again, picked up a mung bean cake and ate it happily, he nodded to Leng Qixuan and Bai Lianhua and said: "It's really delicious, Come and eat, too."

Bai Lianhua shook his head with a smile, and said, "We have already eaten before going up the mountain, senior brother, eat slowly."

Fu Jinghong took a sip of water, took another mung bean cake and started eating.

The cup in his hand was naturally left by the previous owner of the cabin. Although the pattern was not very attractive, Fu Jinghong didn't bother to go down the mountain to buy some bottles and cans.

"And this." Bai Lianhua took another oil-paper packet from the table and opened it, "It is said to be the signature dish of the inn at the foot of the mountain, the roast spring chicken, I heard it is very tender and delicious with crispy skin and smooth meat. "

As soon as the oil paper bag was opened, a strong fragrance came out.

Although Fu Jinghong has baked pheasant chicken himself in the past month, but without adding any condiments, the taste is naturally not very good. Now when he sees the roasted spring chicken with golden yellow and crispy skin, his mouth waters immediately.

"And this one, Hibiscus Shrimp." Bai Lianhua opened another oiled paper bag.

"Horseshoe cake."

"Lotus paste bun."

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After Fu Jinghong had eaten and drank enough, he lay lazily on the table and watched Bai Lianhua pick up the leftovers, while Leng Qixuan was laying the floor on the floor. Under the dim candlelight, this scene surprised Fu Jinghong. Hong felt a heat in his heart.

In fact, it's not bad for the three of them to live like this.

Naturally, there was nothing to do at night in the mountains, and the three of them blew out candles early and fell asleep.

The bed in the log cabin was very small, only big enough for one person to lie on. Leng Qixuan and Bai Lianhua could only make a bed on the floor. Fortunately, the previous director of the log cabin left a lot of quilts and cotton wadding, so the two put Just make do with one night, and go down the mountain tomorrow to buy some necessities such as oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar.

The candle was extinguished, and Fu Jinghong lay on the bed, unable to sleep for a while.

In fact, it was selfish for him to hide in the mountains near Broken Sleeve Valley without telling anyone. He is used to being alone, so naturally he doesn't like being restrained by others, especially when he has to do such female things. ... Although he doesn't hate this kind of thing, he doesn't like it either. After all, as a man, who would be willing to be subordinated to others?It's just that he found that even after the poison of the female voodoo was released, he still seemed to be affected by the female voodoo.

Every time he thinks of this, Fu Jinghong can't help but sigh... In the past, every time when the poison of the female gu came out, he always had to be subdued by the female gu, and he was always reluctant in his heart, so he didn't feel any pleasure in his heart. On the contrary, after the poison of the female Gu was unraveled, every time he was pressed down by someone, he gradually felt pleasure.

Fu Jinghong was worried. Could it be that he was doomed to never turn over from now on?

Thinking of this, Fu Jinghong turned over sadly, and looked sideways at the cabin in the dark.

He was worrying, but suddenly felt a hand slowly caressing his waist.

Fu Jinghong paused, then looked down and saw Leng Qixuan's hazy silhouette in the darkness, and his hand resting on his waist.

Fu Jinghong paused, but felt that hand tightened suddenly.

The wooden bed was not high, but very low, and Fu Jinghong happened to be sleeping on the edge off the ground, so Leng Qixuan's hand was easily placed on his waist.

Fu Jinghong paused for a while, seeing that Leng Qixuan didn't seem to be making any other movements, and then took a closer look and found that Leng Qixuan's eyes were closed, so he knew that Leng Qixuan was still asleep.

Fu Jinghong breathed a sigh of relief, and then heard Leng Qixuan's soft voice intermittently: "Don't... let's go..."

He seemed to be sleeping very restlessly. Although Fu Jinghong couldn't see his expression clearly in the dark, his brows seemed to be tightly locked.

"Brother..."

Fu Jinghong was stunned for a moment, feeling an inexplicable heat in his heart.

Then he slowly reached out and squeezed Leng Qixuan's hand tightly. Leng Qixuan's hand was slightly cold, as if he was afraid of something in his sleep.

"I won't leave..." Fu Jinghong said softly, returning in his heart.

A night without dreams.

Fu Jinghong woke up the next day, frowning and found that he was lying on Leng Qixuan and fell asleep.

Probably when he turned over in the middle of the night, he accidentally rolled down.

Fu Jinghong went to see Leng Qixuan's reaction, and seeing that he was still sleeping, he silently breathed a sigh of relief.When he rolled down last night, there should have been quite a lot of movement. Why didn't he have any impression?

Fu Jinghong was about to climb back to bed and continue to sleep, but suddenly a hand pressed down on his waist.

After he paused, he felt a furry head stuck to his back.

The man's scorching breath sprayed on the back of his neck, and at the same time, something moist passed over the skin of the back of his neck, and then there was a sudden pain in the back of his neck.

After Fu Jinghong paused, he immediately got up.

He moved so much that the two people lying on the ground woke up.Leng Qixuan was about to wake up, his dark eyes were full of confusion, but his face was as cold as ever.

Bai Lianhua looked at Fu Jinghong helplessly, and said pitifully, "I'm sorry, brother, I just had a dream that I was eating, so I just bit down."

Fu Jinghong touched the puddle of saliva on the back of his neck, sighed, and said, "Is it delicious?"

Bai Lianhua stared blankly at him, and even nodded.

Fu Jinghong snorted and got up to get dressed.

Leng Qixuan, Bai Lianhua and the two got up and tidied up, then went down the mountain to buy some necessities.

Fu Jinghong was too lazy to go down the mountain, so he stayed on the mountain. After seeing the two leave, he turned around and went to the stream to catch a fat fish to eat.

The surface of the water was sparkling, and a few small fish were swimming freely in the stream.

Fu Jinghong rolled up his trouser sleeves and went down the creek to catch fish. Who knew that those small fish were very clever. When they saw someone approaching, they flicked their tails and jumped a few feet away. Their bodies were very smooth, even It is also easy to slip in the hand.

After catching for a long time, Fu Jinghong still found nothing. Feeling depressed, he picked up a gravel by the stream, picked up the fish inside and threw it into the water, knocking out a fish.

Then he grilled their kind in front of the fish by the stream, and after a while he could smell the tangy aroma.

After Fu Jinghong finished eating a fish, he sat by the stream, staring at the sparkling water in a daze.

At this moment, there was a sound of horseshoes.

Fu Jinghong turned his head and saw someone approaching on horseback.

The man was dressed in white clothes, his face was as clear as jade, elegant and unparalleled, and his elegance was unparalleled.

Fu Jinghong paused, and looked at the person who came in front of him, a gentleman, as gentle as jade.

Wen Ruyu immediately jumped up and stepped on the water.

A few ripples spread out on the sparkling water, and Wen Ruyu had already come to Fu Jinghong from the other side of the stream.

Fu Jinghong suddenly remembered the scene when he first met Wen Ruyu, the young man in white came gracefully... just like this time.

The first acquaintance with you is like returning from an old friend.