At that time, my husband told me a lot about building the foundation and the power of the bloodline. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info There are some things I have seen in that huge library, and some things I have never seen. On the way, I called my dad and told him I would be home later. The gentleman spoke carefully, and I was fascinated by it. Before you know it, the rain has stopped and the sky has darkened.

It was a rainy day, but the moon was gradually rising.

"Sir, isn't this the woods you just saw?"

"Sluggishness. It's a hundred and eight thousand miles away from there. ”

"No wonder the weather here is a little different, even the moon is out. I'm still wearing winter clothes, which are a bit out of place, but that doesn't affect my good mood. Since the weather is so nice, sir, let's go on a date. Well, without malls, restaurants and cinemas, let's have a date in style. ”

"Huh?"

"You see this place is so beautiful, of course you have to hold hands and enjoy it together, right?"

It is surrounded by mountains on both sides, and there is a huge lake in front of it, and in the lake there are clusters of lotus flowers, which are stacked on top of each other, all the way to the distance where the two mountains meet. The moon rises from the lake, lighting up the dark night sky, and the clouds are tinted with a soft glow. The cold moonlight sprinkled down on the lake, covering the lake with a thin veil, like a dream, beautiful.

If there is a gentle drizzle falling at this time, it will inevitably be a more beautiful artistic conception.

As I thought so, I saw a flick of my husband's cuffs, and a light rain began to fall in the sky. Raindrops fall in the lake, rippling round and round rippling. The lotus leaves float up and down, and the whole lake seems to come alive.

At this time, a small head emerges from under a lotus leaf, and a golden lotus blooms from its golden hair. He swam to the shore, climbed onto the shore hand and foot like a human, and got out of the water naked.

He bit his fingers, tilted his head to look at me, swam back into the water, picked two lotus leaves, put one on his head, and handed the remaining one to me.

What a cute little thing.

He wanted me to be like him, holding lotus leaves on top of my head to cover the rain.

But why didn't he pick one for his husband?

I gave him a strange look.

The gentleman's gaze fell on the little guy at once. His little body trembled, and he hurriedly ran back to the lake, picked another lotus leaf, ran over panting, and timidly handed it to Mr.

The gentleman took it, and then glanced at me.

I instantly understood the meaning of his eyes: Look, I have it too.

Hmph, what kind of real skill is it to threaten the cute little guy!

I took off the scarf around my neck and put it on the little one, so that he could be considered to have clothes.

This should be regarded as a gift in return for lotus leaves.

I rubbed his blonde hair: "Thank you, little one. ”

The little one blinked his eyes and looked at me suspiciously, and his mouth made a "chirp" sound.

It turned out that he couldn't speak.

"Sir, I'm a little hungry, I'll take the local materials and make you something to eat, love dinner, sir. In the past, when we were camping in school, I also learned some wilderness survival skills. Well, there are lotus seeds here, I seemed to see sweet potato leaves when I came here just now, I don't know if there are sweet potatoes underneath......"

I was still thinking about making something to eat for my husband, when he suddenly took my hand.

The gentleman's hand was slender and just wrapped my hand in his palm. His nails were round, not reddish like human nails, but silvery-white, almost transparent. Somehow, I immediately fell in love with my husband's hand.

"Let's go."

"Where?"

"Find ...... Sweet potato. ”

"Haha."

My husband really likes me to cook food for him.

My husband and I held hands and started walking back, and it didn't take long for us to find sweet potatoes. Now you can make sweet potato and lotus seed porridge.

No fire, no pot?

It doesn't matter, you can use spiritual power.

In the end, I replaced the pot with lotus leaves, wrapped the lotus leaves with spiritual power, and finally put them on the fire, and in half an hour, a small pot of sweet potato and lotus seed porridge was fine.

The sweetness of sweet potatoes and the fragrance of lotus seeds are mixed with a faint fragrance of lotus leaves, which has a different taste.

The fragrance spread, and several small heads emerged in the lake one after another, lined up in a row, exactly like the little guy just now, each with a fish in its mouth, looking at this side with its eyes.

I understood what they meant almost immediately.

Ask for food!

So I made porridge for my husband and I made fish for the little ones.

The little ones were undressed, and one by one they came out of the water, standing aside like arhats, obediently eating fish, and making "chirping" sounds from time to time in their mouths. It was quite a lively scene.

Only the little guy with the red scarf stayed away from here, lying in the arms of an enlarged version of "Twitter", looking curiously at this side, his eyes flashing with excitement. Whenever he wanted to come over, the enlarged version of "twitter" would stop him, making the little guy pout again.

Although the little guy in the red scarf looks exactly like the other little guys, his body is a little smaller. I think he probably has some congenital deficiency that prevents him from enjoying food as much as his siblings.

As we left the woods, it suddenly began to rain in the sky. This time it's not Mr.'s spell, it's a real rainstorm. The little ones seem to be not afraid of the rain and cheer and cheer in the rain. On the other side, the little guy with the red scarf was shrunk in the wide cloak of the enlarged version of "Twitter", holding the red scarf I gave him in his arms, and was blinking at me, not noisy, not noisy.

I said goodbye silently.

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Dark clouds rolled and obscured the moonlight, and the sky seemed to be covered with a huge black curtain, and there was no light in sight.

The rain poured down, but it didn't stop.

The sound of raindrops was in my ears, and the air was filled with the smell of earth.

There was a faint smell of blood wafting into the air, and if it weren't for my keen sense of smell, I'm afraid I would have to ignore it.

"Sir, there's blood."

The gentleman said "um", hugged me around his waist, and carried me up the tree.

After saying goodbye to the group of little guys, I was going to ask my husband to take me home with his ability to shrink the ground into inches, but I didn't expect my husband to say that he wanted to exercise after dinner, so he took my hand and walked in this forest for half an hour. Just now there was the beautiful scenery of the lake and mountains, and we could still go on a date under the moon, but now this dark piece does not seem to have any mood.

No, before I got out of the woods, I encountered an accident.

"Here we are."

"What?"

The gentleman's voice rang in my ears, so close to me, and the warm breath sprayed on my neck, a little itchy. Nestled in the arms of a gentleman like this, it seems to be a bit emotional?

The unique scent of ink belonging to Mr. lingered on the tip of my nose, covering up the smell of blood just now, and I almost forgot Mr. Reminder.

"Bang--" I woke up with a loud bang.

I didn't dare to desert anymore, staring with bated breath and concentrating on the situation at hand.