"Hungry?" Murong Sichen deliberately picked up a fish that was almost ripe and shook it in front of Chai Qingyue, making Chai Qingyue swallow his saliva again and again.

Chai Qingyue swallowed a mouthful of saliva again, and replied with difficulty: "Well, okay?" I want to eat it. ”

"It's coming, just wait a little longer." After Murong Sichen teased Chai Qingyue, he began to comfort Chai Qingyue seriously, and turned his head to look at the person next to him, Murong Sichen seemed to think of something, and suddenly asked, "By the way, Qingyue, I want to ask you something." ”

"Huh?" Chai Qingyue's gaze never left the fish on the fire, and she replied to Murong Sichen without partiality, "You say." ”

Murong Sichen turned the branch in his hand, and his hand subconsciously rubbed the branch: "Why don't you call me Sichen much in the store?" Although you have become accustomed to not calling me Your Highness in private, you don't seem to have called me by my name much. ”

Carefully observing Chai Qingyue's face, Murong Si Chenfu opened his mouth again: "When you want to find me now, you always open your mouth, eh, or something, or sometimes you just don't have a title and just talk about things." ”

Murong Sichen's voice became smaller and quieter the more he spoke, and he felt that he had been greatly wronged.

Has it been noticed?

Chai Qingyue didn't dare to look directly into Murong Sichen's eyes, lowered her head silently, and wrung her fingers to play with a little tangled in her heart, not knowing how to answer Murong Sichen's question.

The grilled fish on the fire made a "zilazila" sound, and the fragrance was completely overflowing, Chai Qingyue sniffed, her nose was full of the fragrance of grilled fish, and her stomach screamed out of place, which was another way to break the silence.

"Hungry?" Murong Sichen picked up a skewer of small yellow croaker that was almost roasted and handed it to Chai Qingyue's mouth, and said as gently as before, "This skewer is almost roasted, you can eat it first." ”

Swallowing her saliva silently, Chai Qingyue still took the grilled fish obediently, she was really hungry.

Chai Qingyue couldn't wait to finish eating a whole roasted yellow croaker, turned her head to look at Murong Sichen, who had been sweating on her cheeks, and suddenly blushed a little, Murong Sichen had worked hard for so long alone, and he hadn't eaten a bite yet.

Embarrassed to stretch out the grilled yellow croaker that was only half gnawed by herself, Chai Qingyue paused, thinking about whether she should change her words, hesitated again and again, and still said, "Si Chen, are you hungry?" Why don't you just eat a little bit of me first? Though...... Although I ate half of it. ”

Chai Qingyue's initiative to change his words made Murong Sichen very useful, smiled, wiped the beads of sweat from his cheeks indifferently, and ate directly on Chai Qingyue's hand.

Although she had already done something more intimate with Murong Sichen, it was the first time for Chai Qingyue to feed someone else, and she couldn't help but feel a little trembling.

Murong Sichen was almost burned to the corner of his mouth by Chai Qingyue's sudden hand tremor, glanced at Chai Qingyue dissatisfiedly and resentfully, raised his hand and touched the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and teased Chai Qingyue playfully: "What? Don't want to give it to me? ”

Chai Qingyue didn't respond to Murong Sichen, she only buried her head lower, and didn't want to tell Murong Sichen that she was shy.

"How can you feed your head so low?" Murong Sichen has been in a particularly good mood since Chai Qingyue changed his words, and the smile in his eyes that could not be concealed continued to tease Chai Qingyue.

Chai Qingyue reluctantly raised her red fluttering face, looked at Murong Sichen's mouth, and then sent it to the position, and finally did not tremble, tremblingly feeding Murong Sichen half of the grilled yellow croaker on the skewers.

"Well, it tastes good." Murong Sichen nodded in satisfaction, I don't know if he was praising his craftsmanship, or the yellow croaker in the river was more delicious, but it was more because it was fed by Chai Qingyue.

Chai Qingyue rolled her eyes at Murong Sichen disdainfully, turned her head and looked at the other fish on the fire with expectant eyes, not to mention, Murong Sichen's craftsmanship is really good.

Feeling that her saliva was about to stay at the corners of her mouth, Chai Qingyue subconsciously swallowed her saliva, and this small movement happened to be caught by Murong Sichen who was on the side.

Picking up the cooked fish and handing it to Chai Qingyue, watching Chai Qingyue eat it with relish, Murong Sichen felt as if he was even hungrier, and began to swallow his saliva as Chai Qingyue did.

Knowing that the person next to her was also hungry, Chai Qingyue was already used to eating half of it herself, handed the remaining half to Murong Sichen to eat, and then sat and waited for the next string of fish.

When Murong Sichen finished grilling all the fish in the bamboo cage, Chai Qingyue also ate so much that her stomach was full, and she stood up and rubbed her round belly and watched Murong Sichen clean up the mess.

Break the fire with the water of the stream, and throw aside some useless branches. At the moment of grilling the fish, Murong Sichen had already dried his clothes, and he could go back directly after cleaning up.

Chai Qingyue was full of food and drink, and she was almost rested, and she already had enough strength to walk back with Murong Sichen.

Chai Qingyue, who was in a good mood, walked a little flutteringly, and almost walked with her nostrils facing the sky, so one didn't pay attention, and was tripped by a small pebble under her feet, and the other was unstable, and she almost fell face to the ground.

Murong Sichen quickly helped Chai Qingyue, but he didn't think about it, but he was pounced on by someone. Murong Sichen was pushed down by Chai Qingyue by inertia, and his body fell straight behind him.

"Hmm." Murong Sichen screamed in pain, and unfortunately there was a stone field behind him, and Murong Sichen felt that his back was hot, as if he had been rubbed into the skin.

Chai Qingyue hurriedly got up, apologized in a hurry, and went to help Murong Sichen, who was unable to stand on the ground: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I ...... Are you okay? ”

The panicked Chai Qingyue had already begun to speak incoherently, and she didn't know what she was talking about, she just wanted to apologize vigorously, and then she could help Murong Sichen up as soon as possible.

"Does it hurt?" Chai Qingyue was a little weak-hearted, and cautiously asked about Murong Sichen's condition, for fear that she would really break Murong Sichen, and she couldn't afford this mistake.

Murong Sichen gasped in pain, and said to Chai Qingyue angrily for a rare time: "What do you think? ”

The back was scratched by a stone, and I felt that the opening was a little wide, and the whole back was hot and painful.

Chai Qingyue took the initiative to stretch out her hands and wrap her arms around Murong Sichen's waist, hoping to take the entire weight of the other party and take it to herself.

"Let's go back first." Murong Sichen really didn't know what to say, and said to Chai Qingyue weakly.

Chai Qingyue earnestly helped Murong Sichen to walk back with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and the sun began to slowly turn westward.