Chapter 169

"Hahaha, then you're so sorry. ”

Meng Jingwei raised her head and smiled, and subconsciously patted him on the shoulder, "Do you know me, when I was a child, I climbed trees, caught fish, caught lobsters, and stole watermelons from my neighbor's aunt's house. In the end, I was beaten by my mother when I went back, and I lost a lot of money to my aunt, hahaha......"

She had nothing to do to tell Qing Muye about her childhood, and Qing Muye was a quiet listener, feeling the beauty of her childhood, and enjoying it very much.

The time for chatting passed quickly, Meng Jingwei gushed endlessly, and finally got tired, so she fell asleep on her lap sleepily, and then fell on his shoulder.

Qing Muye took the opportunity to let her lean into his arms, hugged her, and caressed her hair with his fingers.

The night breeze was cool and the wind was light, and her hair was blown, teasing his cheeks and making his heart flutter.

The man's fingers rubbed the contours of her cheeks, looking up at the thousands of stars, the stars were shining, the bright moon was hanging high, especially calm, and he was very happy.

His legs straightened slightly, just to make her pillow a little more comfortable, but who knew that Qing Muye suddenly noticed that his legs were wet.

Reaching out to wipe it, Shi found that the dead woman was actually drooling.

The man's eyebrows frowned slightly, his handsome face sank, and he should obviously be very disgusted, but he couldn't help laughing.

Holding her, he got up and went into the tent.

Because of the small space in the tent, Meng Jingwei hugged him like an octopus all night and didn't let go.

Qing Muye was tormented, and it became hard for an early morning, like a torture.

The next day, Meng Jingwei slept until she woke up naturally.

When he opened his eyes, there was no one in the tent.

When he came out of the tent, he happened to find Qing Muno coming up from the bottom of the mountain.

She stepped forward and asked, "Qing Muye, what are you doing...... Not...... It smells so good. What is this?"

Meng Jingwei pointed to the small pot in Qing Muye's hand, a portable pot similar to the one used to cook instant noodles, and asked.

"Porridge. ”

"Porridge? Where did you get the porridge? There's no one around here. ”

"You can't make a fire on the mountain, I'll go to the bottom of the mountain to make porridge. ”

The wind on the top of the mountain is strong, and boiling porridge is easy to cause a fire, so he went to the bottom of the mountain early to boil porridge, and afterwards extinguished the fire with water, and went up the mountain at the right time.

Meng Jingwei's saliva flowed with envy, and she looked at the fragrant porridge, "That...... Brother, can I eat some?"

As always, it is in line with her style of doing things.

If you have something to ask for, you will inevitably call you 'brother' affectionately.

"If you perform well, you can consider it. ”

Qing Muye looked at her and said lightly.

Meng Jingwei nodded like pounding garlic, "Okay, good, this is easy to say." Come on, brother, you've worked hard, I'll give you a beating on the back. ”

She pulled him to sit on the boulder where the two of them watched the stars together yesterday, and walked behind him very flatteringly, pinched his shoulder, and said flatteringly: "Qing ...... Brother, you're so powerful, the backpack is like Doraemon's universal pocket, how can you have everything. ”

Yesterday, Qing Muye had been carrying a black backpack, but he walked all the way up the mountain, walking like flying, and Meng Jingwei thought that he didn't carry anything.

It turned out to be everything.

Although she is flattering, Qing Muye is very useful.

Took a spoon from her black tracksuit pocket, "Eat." ”

"Oh, good. ”

Meng Jingwei took the spoon, sat beside him, and reached out to scoop the porridge.

But before his hand touched the shrimp and crab porridge, he was slapped on the back of his hand by Qing Muye, "Have you brushed your teeth?"

"Oh, there is no water on the top of the mountain, how can I brush my teeth? Do you have to go down the mountain first and then go up to eat in order to brush your teeth?"

If she really had to work so hard, she would rather not eat it.

"I have water in my backpack and a disposable toothbrush. ”