Looking at Song Ziye's serious expression, Wang Zheng staggered his eyes, not knowing what to say.

Finding a shelter from the wind, Wang Zheng lit the dead branches, and used the branches to put the pheasants and hares on the fire and cuffed them, and after a while, the tempting aroma came to his nose.

Song Ziye sat by the bonfire with her knees crossed, her pretty face was stained with a lot of dust, and she was fluttered red by the firelight, which seemed to add a different kind of charm, less of the aura of a goddess on top, and more of the intimacy of the girl next door.

Wang Zheng took out a small bottle from his arms while flipping the roast rabbit and roast chicken, and after opening it, he sprinkled the powder in it evenly on the roast meat, and the aroma suddenly became stronger, and Song Ziye's stomach began to growl.

"What is this? Why is it so fragrant? Song Ziye looked at the small bottle in Wang Zheng's hand and said curiously.

"Barbecue condiments, I made them myself." Wang Zheng explained while sprinkling the condiments: "I used to go on missions often, and it was normal to stay in the jungle for a month, and I couldn't eat raw meat every time, so this bottle of seasoning was also something I had to bring with me every time I went on a mission, and people can't lose themselves too much." ”

"However, if you are in the deep mountains and old forests, you should try not to do this, otherwise you will attract some fierce predators."

Looking at Wang Zheng, who was seriously sprinkling condiments, Song Ziye was a little stupid for a while.

"Here, taste, be careful of the burning." Wang Zheng tore off a handcuffed golden dripping rabbit leg and said, "Try Wang's barbecue." ”

Song Ziye took it, and he was not afraid of being hot, so he took a big bite without any scruples, and his face was suddenly full of admiration.

"It's delicious! It's so delicious! Song Ziye's mouth was full of rabbit meat, and he swallowed it and praised it non-stop.

"Then let's eat it." Wang Zheng also picked up the roast chicken and nibbled on it, both of them looked like foodies, the kind that would kill when they encountered something delicious.

"Actually, I really thought that if one day I didn't do these hard-working things, I could go to a food stall to open a barbecue restaurant, sell barbecue with a towel bare-chested every day, and watch a group of old men eating barbecue and drinking beer and blowing nonsense, which is also a very pleasant thing."

Listening to Wang Zheng's words, Song Ziye also showed a yearning expression.

"Can't you really give up your current life?" Song Ziye asked.

"It's not that I can't give up, but there's a lot of things waiting for me to accomplish." Wang Zheng took a bite of the fragrant chicken and chewed: "It must be done." ”

"Just like you, if you give up your identity as the eldest lady of the Song family and go to be the proprietress of a barbecue seller, are you willing?"

"It's okay, if that boss is you, I think it's pretty good." Song Ziye did not hide his heart at all.

Wang Zheng shook his head and smiled, and continued to ask: "But if the Song family loses you, they will face the danger of falling into the middle of the family or even exterminating the clan, will you still make such a choice?" ”

Song Ziye was also silent.

The greater a person's ability, the greater the responsibility. There are too many things to bear, and they are destined not to give up easily.

"From now on, your dream is my dream." Song Ziye looked at the stars in the night sky and said, "Open a barbecue stall, even if there is no male boss." ”

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For three consecutive days, Song Ziye slept curled up in Wang Zheng's arms, she seemed to be used to sleeping in Wang Zheng's warm arms, she would not feel cold, and there would be no danger.

However, this is the great killer of our king, a big beauty with a flower-like jade devil figure sleeping in her arms, her body is tightly cling, it is fake to say that she is not impulsive, how many times Wang Zheng has felt that her lower abdomen is hot, and she wants to turn over and put Song Ziye on the spot. Law, but helplessly, Wang Zheng felt that he was in the wild, and he didn't have soap to wash his hands, wouldn't it be a bit too unhygienic to carry out such an activity. And it's so cold, what if you catch a cold.

Forcibly convincing himself with far-fetched reasons, Wang Zheng still couldn't restrain the thousands of troops galloping in his heart, he was not a decent gentleman, he would often stretch out his hand, pretending to inadvertently put it on Song Ziye's thighs or buttocks, and secretly enjoyed the elastic sultry touch.

"Well, that's kind of a bittersweet experience." Lying under the starry sky next to the fire, Wang Da's bodyguard looked comfortable.

On the fourth day, Song Ziye encountered another unspeakable problem.

"Wang Zheng." Before Song Ziye could speak, his face was already flushed, and he was about to drip water.

"What's wrong? So what does shy do? What can't be said after sleeping together for so many days. Wang Zheng didn't have any good words in his mouth, and Song Ziye's face turned even redder, which made Wang Zheng can't help but have an urge to take a bite.

"I, count the time, I seem to be coming to that, what should I do?" After Song Ziye finished speaking, his face turned even redder with shame, he stomped his feet, turned around, and didn't dare to look at Wang Zheng directly.

Wang Zheng was stunned, and then laughed, and tears of laughter were about to come out.

"You have no conscience, what are you laughing at?" Song Ziye said angrily.

"Come on, what can I do?" Wang Zheng spread his hands and said that he couldn't help.

"In this wilderness, I ......" Song Ziye was also helpless.

"Okay, I'm not going to tease you." Wang Zheng couldn't help laughing and said, "I'll see if I can postpone it for you for a few days." ”

"Can you postpone it?" Song Ziye was a little incredulous, but after thinking about it, the man in front of him didn't seem to have anything impossible.

"Well, I'll give it a try." Wang Zheng pointed to the ground: "Get down and expose your waist." ”

Song Ziye also seemed to believe Wang Zheng very much, and without the slightest hesitation, he lifted his clothes, revealing a flat abdomen and jade skin.

Lying on Wang Zheng's windbreaker, Song Ziye said, "Can you start?" It's a little cool. ”

"Okay, here we go." Wang Zheng forcibly pulled his gaze out of Song Ziye's skin, took out a silver needle from the small box in his arms, disinfected it with the alcohol cotton in the box, and then gently pierced Song Ziye's back waist acupuncture points.

"Why do you have so much research on Chinese medicine?" Song Ziye felt the cool breath in the acupuncture points on his lower back and asked.

"It's not Chinese medicine, it's gynecology." Wang Zheng twisted the silver needle a few times, then collected the needle, and said: "I also know a little bit about andrology, no way, I just love this aspect." ”

"Hooligans." Song Ziye said softly, but there were soft waves in his eyes.

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"Are you finally going out?"

On the sixth day, Song Ziye looked at the town in front of him, and then looked at the mountains and forests that disappeared behind him, feeling a little reluctant.

In the past six days, it can be called the best and most wonderful experience in Song Ziye's life, as the eldest lady of a prominent family, she has to take care of the image of the family every little bit of behavior, and every day she has to face all people with the best image, and these days are undoubtedly her most relaxed moments, although it is a little harder, but it will be a memory that she can never forget.

"Yes, if you don't go out, you'll become a savage." Wang Zheng pointed at Song Ziye and said with a smile: "I haven't taken a bath or washed my hair for so many days, I'm afraid your family will not recognize you face to face with you, and a flower in the capital has also turned into a dog tail flower in the capital." ”

"Don't laugh at me, you're not much better."

In fact, Song Ziye's image is quite good, although her hair is a little messy and dirty, her pretty face is still very white, and she is wearing Wang Zheng's tattered and dirty windbreaker, which adds a different feeling to this beautiful woman. Even if it looks dusty, it still can't hide Song Ziye's amazing face.

As for Wang Zheng, he is much more sloppy. The cashmere sweater has long been torn out of many holes, the leather shoes and pants are also full of dust, the face is dirty, and the two eyeballs are relatively bright.

Looking at each other's appearances, Song Ziye and Wang Zheng couldn't help but laugh and laughed together.

After laughing, Wang Zheng's eyes were warm: "It's finally out." ”

Song Ziye walked up to Wang Zheng, gently took his hand, and said, "I still say the same thing, I will be grateful for having these six days in my life." ”

Song Ziye is undoubtedly a smart woman, she knows that she can't control Wang Zheng, the conflict between the family behind her and Wang Zheng is too big, and it has reached a situation where it is impossible to mediate, and even, Wang Zheng was sniped this time, and Song Ziye's father Song Mingwei also has the figure of Song Ziye's father.

One day, Wang Zheng will wave a knife at the Song family.

Whenever he remembered that moment, Song Ziye was sad.

Therefore, when she asked Wang Zheng in the mountains, "Can't you give up", although she knew that there was no hope, she still had a trace of illusion. Song Ziye knew that if she was framed like this, she would not let go of the person who framed her behind her back.

Wang Zheng will not give up what he wants to protect, will not give up the goal he wants to achieve, and Song Ziye also can't give up the family that gave birth to her and raised her. It was precisely because she knew that future contradictions and conflicts were inevitable that she would ask Wang Zheng to spare her father's life.

Song Ziye understood that these six days of separation from the world were the only six days when he could give up all disputes with Wang Zheng and be alone. In the future, it may be impossible to find such opportunities again.

The only emotion in life is so short. From the tremor to the end, it was only a short six days.

Life is as gorgeous as a summer flower, six days, for a life, very short, so short that it can be ignored into a moment, but this moment is the only dazzling.

At this time, Song Ziye burst into tears.

Wang Zheng knew what she was thinking, gently combed Song Ziye's hair, and said, "I used to believe in a word, and I still do now. ”

"If you want it, you will have it."

When Song Ziye heard this, his face was full of tears, and he gently buried his head in Wang Zheng's arms.

Wang Zheng gently hugged Song Ziye and let her tears wet his clothes.

"I know what I want, I want that, the feeling of living with you." Song Ziye's voice was very soft, but very distant.

Wang Zheng was silent.

"Wang Zheng, otherwise, let's elope." Song Ziye's voice was ethereal.

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