Lying in the arms of the senior brother wantonly

Jimoqing is worthy of being the youngest Tianjiao who has entered the Nascent Soul stage.

Many places that Shen Gunian found complicated and difficult to understand were explained by him with ease, allowing him to absorb knowledge like a sponge in an instant.

Even when Qing Jimo asked, he could draw inferences from one instance.

"Junior brother, you have understood very well." Jimo Qing couldn't hide his appreciation in his eyes.

Shen Gu Nian waved his hand modestly: "No, no, it's the brother who explained it well."

In order to express his greatest sincerity of gratitude, Shen Gu Nian "generously" took out the still warm rabbit meat, handed it over firmly but with reluctance in his eyes, and said: "Brother, I gave this to you."

Jimo Qing leaned back slightly, looked down at the rabbit meat wrapped in lotus leaves, and raised his eyebrows: "Junior brother..."

Because of Shen Gunian's reluctance to give up, he turned his head away, and only used his hands to smash the rabbit meat in front of him: "This is my thanks for my senior brother's careful guidance!"

For the first time, Jimo Qing felt that he couldn't laugh or cry.

Danfeng looked at the side of his face with great interest. The lips, which were already prominent, were now slightly pursed, showing the rosiness and saturation of the entire lips. I don't know what it would be like to take a bite?

"Don't you want it?" Shen Gu didn't wait for Jimo Qing for a long time, turned his head and met his absent-minded Danfeng eyes in doubt.

Shen Gunian touched his face blankly, and brushed his fingertips over the half-dried hair, thinking it was still entangled with water plants.

Jimoqing suddenly came back to his senses, surprised by the thought he had just had.

"Since you don't want it, forget it." Shen Gu Nian was overjoyed, and the expression on his face was completely undisguised.

He took advantage again.

The flattering smile was only halfway through, and the barbecue disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Jimoqing directly tore off a leg, and said with a smile, "Since it's a thank you gift, how can there be any reason to take it back?"

Originally, he really didn't want it, probably because Shen Gunian's expression was too revealing, especially his obsession with food protection, he couldn't help teasing him.

Shen Gu Nian opened his mouth slightly, his starry eyes reluctantly moved away from the body he had identified as rabbit meat, he raised his eyelids, and muttered: "Don't you want to eat..."

If you listen carefully, you will hear the depression and humming in his words.

"Junior brother, this meat looks familiar." Jimoqing's movements of eating rabbit meat are gentle and free, and if there is a bottle of wine in his hand, he will be even more heroic.

Shen Gunian took out Lin Zihe's "filial piety" wine from the storage bag, poured a glass for each of them, and tore off the other leg from the rabbit meat given to Jimoqing.

Jimo Qing:? ?

Isn't it for him?

Shen Gu Nian's eyes widened: "I only said I would give you meat, not how much."

Well, he was just being unreasonable. He originally thought that Qing Jimo would not accept this thank you gift, but he did not expect him to accept it.

careless...

Jimo Qing suddenly couldn't laugh or cry, and he had a new understanding of his level of food protection.

Drinking the wine poured by Shen Gu Nian, paired with this rare game, the taste is beyond words.

A rabbit is quickly eaten up, especially Shen Gunian, who eats the most and the fastest!

"Little brother, you haven't answered me yet, where did you come from for this meat?" Jimoqing asked after finishing his last glass of wine.

Shen Gunian burped when he was full of wine and food, and answered as it should: "Of course it's my Zhaoxia Peak animal."

Jimo Qing paused for a while before wiping the oil on his fingertips, and sighed: "Junior brother, do you know that all the animals in Zhaoxia Peak have owners?"

Shen Gunian:? ?

Shen Gu Nian straightened his body, and said seriously: "Brother, you ate too."

Jimo Qing: ...