"What the hell is going on?" Feng Chen grabbed Yan Qing's sleeve and asked with a frown, "It's nothing." Yan Qing pulled his sleeves out of Feng Chen's hand without a trace, and the indifference between his eyebrows did not decrease in the slightest: "Let's go, Bai Feng, they should be worried."

Feng Chen looked at Yan Qing's back steadily, clenched his fists, he was not a fool, he could naturally feel that Yan Qing deliberately distanced himself from him, took a deep breath, Feng Chen followed, comforting himself in his heart, presumably she was shy, after all, she was still a woman after all.

……

The cave seems to be extraordinarily long, Yan Qing deliberately took a step away from Feng Chen, the two of them were one after the other, they were very silent, and in the dark cave, there was nothing but footsteps.

"I've tried it, the air is moving in this direction, and I guess the way out is here." Yan Qing specially lit a handful of wet wood at the fork in the road, and the thick smoke surged with the wind, which completely explained the direction of the vent.

Feng Chen was silent, followed behind Yan Qing, and stepped into the leftmost intersection, all the way safely, but the vigilance of the two of them was in vain.

A little light gradually magnified in front of the two of them, Yan Qing stepped out of the hole, the warm sunlight fell on Yan Qing's face in an instant, Yan Qing's eyes were a little sour, so he had to squint slightly, looking at where they were.

What appeared in front of Yan Qing was a dense jungle, with rugged mountains and rocks, and it seemed that it should be a back mountain, but the dense canopy made it impossible for people to judge the direction correctly.

"Which way shall we go?" Feng Chen deliberately approached Yan Qing, but Yan Qing moved away again without a trace, Feng Chen was suddenly a little annoyed, even if you are angry, you have to have a reason, right? Such an inexplicable estrangement, I don't even understand what I did wrong!

Yan Qing didn't know the idea of sealing the dust, but just cut down a tree casually, judged the direction according to the annual rings, and gave the dust a science popularization by the way: "Hunters who hunt in the mountains all the year round have a set of methods to identify the direction by moss and annual rings, that is, the dense annual rings are south, and the sparse ones are north, which means that we have to go this way."

Feng Chen looked at the direction of Yan Qing's finger, and suddenly grabbed Yan Qing's finger: "Did I do something wrong?" Why are you so alienated from me? ”

Yan Qing twitched his fingers, but before he could pull them out, his brows furrowed tightly: "Let go."

"Don't let it go!" Feng Chen is like a stubborn child, aggrieved and firm.

"Let it go!" Yan Qing scolded in a low voice, and the blue bamboo snake that had been curling up on her wrist also raised its head and hissed at the sealed dust.

Feng Chen was taken aback, hurriedly retreated a few steps, and looked at the blue bamboo snake with some panic.

Is he afraid of snakes? Yan Qing raised her eyebrows, lit up the Bizhu snake she named Xiaobi outside, and strode forward.

Feng Chen followed with some palpitations, but he didn't dare to get too close, as if he was afraid that Xiaobi would suddenly climb on him.

Silence resumed between the two men until it was dark, and they were hungry and had to stop in search of some food.

Feng Chen is automatically responsible for the task of hunting, catching back a few hares and pheasants, and then Yan Qing disembowels them, plucks and peels them, cleans them up, and when Feng Chen picks up firewood and fire, he will stand on the fire.

Feng Chen sat next to the fire, fiddling with firewood, his eyes lingered on Yan Qing on the side, the orange flames jumped, coating Yan Qing's beautiful face with a layer of warm color, and Feng Chen, who gradually calmed down, restored his gentleness and elegance, and hid his doubts in his heart.

Two roast chickens and a hare, most of them went into Feng Chen and Xiaobi's stomach, don't look at Xiaobi's small size, eating things, the speed is not inferior to Bai Feng's foodie, and the appetite is also very big, Yan Qing scratched Xiaobi's round little belly, full of curiosity, look at this little guy's little belly, where did he eat so many things.

Feng Chen wanted to get close to Yan Qing several times, but he was frightened away by Xiaobi with his head held high, there was no way, he was not afraid of anything, except snakes.

Yan Qing touched Xiao Bi's head and was very satisfied, but Xiao Bi rubbed Yan Qing's palm, looking coquettish.

The burning wood crackled, and the orange flames jumped in the silence, pulling the shadows of the two people, and an inexplicable warmth rose up, causing a ripple.

Yan Qing frowned, turned around and spread a robe on the ground, and fell asleep with his back to Feng Chen.

Feng Chen sat alone by the fire, his eyes were in a trance, for a long time, a crescent moon climbed up the branches, Feng Chen suddenly woke up, the fire had been extinguished, leaving a pile of cooled ashes, a little cold, Feng Chen took off his coat, quietly covered Yan Qing's body, sighed lowly, and found a place to sleep.

Yan Qing's shoulders trembled slightly, with her vigilance, how could she not detect the approach of Feng Chen, how could she still sleep when someone touched her body?

Yan Qing opened her eyes and stared blankly at the bright moon, her heart that had just hardened was a little softer, and it seemed that Feng Chen could always provoke her heart lake with his unique gentleness and carefulness.

The night is very long, and there is more than one person who has no sleep......