How does the male protagonist pick up soap through the NP system

Fox Seven briskly shuttled between the branches, and with a curl of its long tail, it caught a colorful big fat pheasant.It was the first time Mo Cha had seen such a novel way of hunting. He stared blankly at him throwing the pheasant to the ground and breaking its neck.

Hu Qi stretched out her bright red tongue, squinted her golden eyes and licked the corners of her lips: "Well, should I have roast chicken or beggar chicken tonight?"

Mo Cha consciously went to pick up firewood: Why does it feel like I am that pheasant...

They went to the stream, and Hu Qi plucked the feathers familiarly, and cleaned the pheasants.

Mo Cha picked some lettuce and some mushrooms, and stuffed them into the pheasant's belly.

They sat by the creek and lit a fire, the fat pheasants were skewered on clean branches, and Hu Qi was familiar with grilling on the fire.He touched the back basket that Mo Cha bought from the businessman, took out the salt, and found a small bottle from it. He sniffed it, and it was the smell of five-spice powder, which was evenly sprinkled on the roasted golden mountain. on the chicken.Smelling the aroma of his favorite chicken, Hu Qi squinted his eyes and hummed a ditty.

It was already dusk, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone on the two of them.Hu Qi's glamorous and unparalleled face was dyed with a layer of soft and faint gold, which made people involuntarily stare dumbfounded.After Mo Cha realized his gaffe, he quickly lowered his head to look at the dancing flames, feeling disturbed: It was obviously Hu Qi's fault in the first place, but he couldn't feel disgusted with this person. The appearance association's self is really bad!

Hu Qi moved the fire a little, and roasted the pheasant on a slow fire until it was crispy.In a good mood, he tore off a chicken leg and handed it to Mo Cha: "Here, it's cooked."

Hu Qi, the city lord of Carilot, is not interested in anything. Apart from teasing people, his favorite thing to do is to eat chicken.When eating chicken, his golden eyes were squinting, his glamorous face was full of contented smiles, and his rosy lips were shining brightly, making it a color that people couldn't help but take a bite.At this time, Hu Qi didn't seem to have any attack power at all.

Foodie Mo Cha also ate deliciously with the chicken legs. The dinner for the two of them was surprisingly harmonious.

His hands were greasy, and his body was covered in dirt. After eating, the clean Hu Qi jumped into the stream, and even dragged Mo Cha with him.His lustrous skin shone faintly under the bright moonlight, and his eyes were as bright as stars, looking straight at Mo Cha, which made Mo Cha want to get angry.

"My clothes are all wet, what will I wear tomorrow!" Mo Cha looked at him angrily.

Hu Qi triumphantly shook his big tail: "Cover my tail tonight, I will bake your clothes for you, and it will be done tomorrow."

Mo Cha said with disgust, "Who wants your wet tail."

Hu Qi was not convinced: "My tail will be dry as soon as it is baked, it's more comfortable than covering it with a quilt!"

Mo Cha distanced himself from him, hid behind a rock, took off the wet clothes that were tightly attached to his body, and put them on the shore.The night wind blew over and he sneezed.

Mo Cha touched his nose: No one is missing me, right?

Then, he sneezed again.

"Have a cold?" Hu Qi suddenly appeared from behind the stone, startling Mo Cha.

Mo Cha shook his head: "No." After speaking, he sneezed again.

Hu Qi said angrily: "If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't pull you down suddenly, and I didn't expect you to be so fragile."

If it is obviously self-blame, why does it sound so unpleasant.Who is vulnerable?Mo Cha waved his hand to indicate that he was fine: "I'm not that fragile."

But Hu Qi grabbed his hand and put it to his lips for a breath.Mo Cha's hand trembled, and he wanted to take it back but was held back by Hu Qi.

"You're still stubborn, your hands are so cold." Hu Qi took another breath, and put his hands on his warm chest.

Mo Cha lowered his eyelids uncomfortably, facing Hu Qi so frankly, it reminded him of what he did with Xia a few days ago...

"Huh, are you blushing?" Hu Qi smiled and leaned forward, holding his narrow waist.

Mo Cha's long eyelashes trembled and trembled, and he refused to look up at him no matter what.

Hu Qi slowly moved over to kiss his cherry-like lips.

Mo Cha didn't move at all, with the rock behind him, there was nowhere to escape, so he just closed his eyes.

Hu Qi tossed and turned, but never opened his lips and teeth.Under the moonlight, Mo Cha's fair and slender neck gave people the urge to take a bite.Hu Qi really did this and bit Mo Cha's neck.

"Ah..." Mo Cha immediately opened his eyes, the pain in his body made him want to push Hu Qi away.

Hu Qi just bit it lightly, leaving a shallow circle of gums, and followed Mo Cha's movements to let him go.

"What are you doing!" Mo Cha touched the bitten place and glared at him.

"Make a mark for Madam." Hu Qi leaned on his chest and licked it lightly.

Mo Cha trembled sensitively, and pushed him: "You promised me that when I arrived at the Beast City..."

Hu Qi raised her eyebrows, stretched out her bright red tongue and licked his cheek: "So I didn't do anything for my husband..."