Xiao Yu, who was idle again, stood up a little unwillingly, and quietly moved the felt blanket he was sitting on to the two of them.

Uncle Nangong, who was guarding by the fire, immediately recovered a bit of his majestic attitude when facing Ah Tong:

"Ah Tong, as a thousand-year-old demon, when dealing with people, even if they can't perceive the subtleties, they should be smooth and leaky everywhere, isn't it?"

"That's, of course! I, Atong, have always been a smart old demon! ”

"But, why, this king just heard, who is saying right and wrong over there? And that's enough. ”

Uncle Nangong pressed step by step.

"Well, could it be that it was the prince who injured my master? In other words, the prince has always been such a steady, considerate, meticulous and dignified person, no matter how Ah Tong looks at it, he thinks it can't be! ”

Looking up at a little face that was red from the bonfire, Ah Tong asked with a puzzled face.

Xiao Yu, who was sitting behind him and listening to the two of them gossiping, couldn't help but laugh hilly.

Uncle Nangong is somewhat passive:

"Of course, it won't be this king. In fact, this king wants to hold her in the palm of his hand all the time, and he is willing to hurt her at all. ”

"Yes, yes." Ah Tong nodded again and again and replied: "Then, it was my master who was careless." Ah Tong was strange at the time, and naturally he was not the prince. Ah Tong just blames those who are always thinking about hurting her. The prince is a good person, and the prince must not be careful. ”

The branch in his hand shook, and Uncle Nangong, who gossiped the most along the way, finally fell silent.

It took a long time before I heard him say by name a little stiffly:

"Yu'er, aren't you hungry, it's baked, hurry up and eat it!"

Xiangxiang gnawed on the leg of mutton, Xiao Yu still didn't forget to benefit a certain little pet and said:

"Yu'er doesn't know yet, this leg of mutton can still be done like this! It smells so good! Hmm, uncle, why don't you help Ah Tong do the same? Ah Tong, this guy, usually, loves to eat this freshly roasted game! ”

"Then you don't need to." Uncle Nangong replied indifferently: "Don't underestimate the strength of the thousand-year-old demon. If it wants to eat it on its own, it will do it on its own. ”

"Yes, yes." Ah Tong replied in a low voice: "Ah Tong has long known that the prince's carefulness and thoughtfulness can not be met by everyone. Ah Tong knows this self-knowledge and will never dare to be delusional. ”

After snorting coldly, the two of them were petted, and they didn't speak again.

In the wilderness, for a moment, only the beeping sound of the bonfires was heard, and the little chewing sound of the three of them rubbing their heads together.

I don't know how long it took to eat, but the sheep was finally eaten by a few of them.

I don't know if it's because I ate too much, Xiao Yu just wiped his hands clean, lay on the felt blanket, pillowed Uncle Nangong's long legs, and squinted his eyes while burping happily, half-asleep, and continued to watch the stars in the sky.

Ah Tong also snuggled on Xiao Yu's side, shrunk into a ball, and took a nap there contentedly.

Stroking Xiao Yu's soft long hair, Uncle Nangong's shallow sigh dissolved in those cool night breezes, and soon, he couldn't hear it clearly:

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