Hug Gao Fu Shuai Tightly Through Time Traveling

By the time Beiming Chenfeng had done everything well, it was already sunset.

Xia Zixuan was lying on the wooden table and fell asleep, and the pot with boiled water on the table was empty.

Beiming Chenfeng looked at him and smiled lightly. Although he was a little hungry now, he still didn't want to wake up the sound sleeper. He knew that Xia Zixuan was a very vigilant person after sharing the same bed for more than 20 days. So he didn't move him either, but went upstairs and got a piece of clothing to put on him, trying not to let him be chilled by the evening wind.

Beiming was sitting next to Xia Zixuan and watching him. He didn't know when he got used to this person hugging him to keep warm every night when he went to sleep. After Jian came back, he had steaming meals. He was used to being told that I cook and you wash the dishes, and he was used to being told to work together.

Habits are a terrible problem. In just over 20 days, this person has gradually integrated into his life and gradually become his habit...

I don't know if this is a blessing or a curse?

Beiming Chenfeng straightened Xia Zixuan's clothes, then stood up and walked to the kitchen.

He wanted to boil a pot of hot water first, and after Xia Zixuan woke up, he could take a steaming bath.

After a tiring day today, they can also eat a simple dinner, then have a good sleep, and wait until tomorrow morning to welcome a new day.

Xia Zixuan woke up from the cold, even if he was covered with Beiming Chenfeng's clothes, it couldn't withstand the howling cold wind outside.

Xia Zixuan stood up in a daze, and then felt something falling from his body. When he looked down, he found that it was a thick piece of clothing.

Xia Zixuan picked up the clothes and patted the dust on them. Because it was cold now, he put the clothes on directly.

Take off the kettle and cups on the table, pour out the dust on the table, and then move the table to the room behind you.

After tidying up his things, Xia Zixuan looked at the faint light in the kitchen. He guessed that Beiming Chenfeng was in the kitchen, so he walked towards the kitchen.

After walking a few steps, sand fell from his head, Xia Zixuan froze for a moment, touched his head, the sand on his head...

He patted quickly, and then ran to the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Beiming Chenfeng was turning over the vegetables in the wok with a spatula, but his movements were not very skillful, and there was a black mark on his face. He looked a little embarrassed. When he saw Xia Zixuan coming in, he smiled slightly and said: "Wake up! Go wash your face with hot water to warm up your body. The water is in the pot."

The faint oil lamp was flickering with the wind, reflecting the handsome side face of Beiming Chenfeng, which was particularly beautiful. Xia Zixuan swallowed, really attractive.

Seeing that Xia Zixuan hadn't moved for a long time, Beiming Chenfeng looked back at him, "What's wrong?"

Xia Zixuan came back to his senses, "It's okay, the wind has just blown some sand on my head, I want to wash it first."

"Okay, you go! By the way, take the bath together. I'll fry the vegetables and put them in the pot. We'll eat after you finish washing." Beiming Chenfeng continued to stare at the dishes in the pot after finishing speaking. As if completing some important task, he was extremely focused.

Xia Zixuan felt that he was being tempted again. In order to prevent himself from having other thoughts, he patted his face to wake himself up, and then he walked out of the kitchen to get his clothes upstairs.

Since Xia Zixuan came, Beiming Chenfeng had never cooked again, so Xia Zixuan was not lucky enough to taste Beiming Chenfeng's cooking, so Xia Zixuan couldn't wait to sit on the table when eating.

Seeing Xia Zixuan's positive appearance, Beiming Chenfeng was a little embarrassed. He knew his own cooking skills, and there was really nothing good about it except being able to eat.

He himself didn't feel much when he ate alone before, as long as he could fill his stomach, but after eating the meal made by Xia Zixuan, he was really embarrassed to make another move.

Beiming Chenfeng brought the food to the table. Because it was still in the pot, it was not cold. Beiming Chenfeng handed the chopsticks to Xia Zixuan, "Eat! I didn't cook well, so don't be disgusted."

Xia Zixuan stuffed a chopstick of shredded potatoes into his mouth, the taste was a little lighter, but not bad, he smiled, "Chenfeng, the food is good, but it's just a little bland, how can I dislike it when someone cooks for me?" Hurry up and eat too!" After finishing speaking, he picked up a chopstick of vegetables and put them into Beiming Chenfeng's bowl.

Beiming Chenfeng felt relieved when he saw that he was serious and didn't seem to be comforting him.

I don't know if it's because of Xia Zixuan's words or because he really performed super-level tonight, Beiming Chenfeng also thinks that the dishes tonight are delicious.

After dinner, Xia Zixuan wanted to clean up the bowls and chopsticks, but was stopped by Beiming Chenfeng. The reason was that you had already taken a shower and the bowls were oily, so you should not move.

Xia Zixuan saw that Beiming Chenfeng's clothes were still the same as in the afternoon, and he didn't make money with him, but just added some water to the pot that boiled the bath water.

After Xia Zixuan finished adding water, he wanted to add some firewood, only to see that the firewood in the kitchen was almost exhausted.

"Chenfeng, is there any firewood in the firewood room? There's no more firewood in the kitchen. I'll go get some."

Hearing Xia Zixuan's question, Beiming Chenfeng realized that there were indeed few. He hadn't noticed it before, and he didn't expect it to burn so quickly.

"There should be some in the firewood room, but not much. It seems that we have to go to the mountain to cut firewood." Beiming Chenfeng said.

"Then I'll go to the woodshed first. If there aren't many, we'll go up the mountain tomorrow." After Xia Zixuan finished speaking, he lit another oil lamp and walked towards the woodshed.

Xia Zixuan opened the door of the firewood room, held up the oil lamp to shine around, and found that there was not much firewood left, and it would only burn for ten days at most.

Xia Zixuan thought for a while, it was still summer, and this time was the time when the trees were lush and the trees had a lot of water, so he might as well pick up some fallen branches and burn them, and cut them down in autumn.

Because Xia Zixuan was holding an oil lamp, he only carried a small bundle of firewood to the kitchen, and Beiming Chenfeng had already packed the kitchen.

Xia Zixuan told Beiming Chenfeng his thoughts, and Beiming Chenfeng had no objections.

Anyway, they are used to tend mothers in autumn, and it's okay to gather firewood by the way.

It's just that he is a little worried about winter again. It's impossible to stay indoors without doing anything for several months in winter!

If he was alone, he didn't mind how long he stayed in this place, but now that there are more Xia Zixuan, he doesn't want to keep him here for so long. If he really wants to leave, he can only bury his bones as soon as possible.

It seems that we need to think about this issue carefully, Zixuan is so afraid of the cold, so he might as well pick it up alone in winter.

Having made up his mind, Beiming Chenfeng was also happy.

Beiming Chenfeng went upstairs to get a change of clothes, then went to the kitchen and said to Xia Zixuan who was in a daze, "Zixuan, go and rest first! I'll go upstairs after taking a shower."

"Okay, I'm going to warm your bed, you have to come quickly!"

After speaking, he showed a meaningful smile and ran away.

Beiming Chenfeng was stunned for a moment, but also thought it was funny when he came back to his senses.