Chapter 39: The Rest Is Mine

Seeing Chongyi pointing to the book in his hand, Bai Guoguo understood.

"Ahh Well, thank you. ”

Bai Guoguo thanked him and continued to read.

Only this time, Bai Guoguo suddenly felt that he couldn't read the book.

The clumsiness and cautious movements from behind her head made her a little distracted.

After a while, Bai Guoguo gave up, put the book aside, and withdrew the towel in Chongyi's hand.

"I'm not looking, I'm a little tired, go to bed first."

As he spoke, Bai Guoguo wrapped her hair in a towel and got straight into her sleeping bag, with her back to her wings.

Heavy Wing crouched to the side, looking confused.

How do you say that if you don't wipe it, you won't wipe it?

However, seeing Bai Guoguo with his back to him, Chongyi could only get up silently and return to his bed, lie down, and did not feel sleepy for a long time.

This night, both of them were silent and did not speak, and they were equally sleepy, just listening to each other's breathing not far away, and enjoying such a quiet night.

The next day, Ginkgo Guo got up early in the morning.

I cooked a pot of white rice porridge and salted duck eggs, and while eating, I flipped through the book I didn't finish last night.

When Heavy Wing came in from the outside, he smelled a nice aroma.

He knew this aroma, and he had given him ginkgo fruit before.

didn't even ask, Chongyi sat directly opposite Bai Guoguo, waiting for the other party to serve porridge for himself.

Bai Guoguo raised his eyebrows and glanced at it, didn't speak, and continued to read.

Heavy Wing continued to stare at Bai Guoguo and did not speak.

Finally, the bowl of porridge was drunk, and most of the salted duck eggs were left.

As soon as he put down the empty bowl, he saw a hand reach over and pick it up.

"What are you doing?"

Bai Guoguo was startled, and subconsciously wanted to stop the other party's movements.

However, Shigetsu moved faster, put the empty bowl in front of him, picked up the small iron pot, and began to pour porridge into the bowl.

"The rest is mine, I'll make it myself."

Chongyi's answer was direct, and at the same time he was carefully pouring porridge.

The rice porridge is a little thick, and it is very inconvenient to pour it out, and it was almost poured out of the bowl several times.

“……”

Bai Guoguo was directly laughed at angrily.

She cooked more porridge, but she didn't say that it was for this guy!

It's just that I can't say anything if I refuse.

Especially after thinking of the picture of this man taking the initiative to wipe his hair for himself last night, Bai Guoguo couldn't blame the other party for being too polite.

Grab the spoon and get the rest of the porridge into a bowl.

Seeing that it didn't flow out, and that it had all come out, Chongyi breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had completed a very difficult job.

"You eat first! Eat this, do it. ”

Bai Guoguo was used to teaching Chongyi how to get things that seemed like common sense.

Taking advantage of the efforts of the heavy wings to drink porridge, Bai Guoguo found a bundle of rope from the space.

The rope is finger thick and strong, and it is a professional mountaineering rope.

With the hiking rope in hand, I started to try to knit shoes according to the picture in the book.

Chongyi's action of drinking porridge is not rude, it is slow and methodical, so the time to drink porridge is relatively long.

After drinking the porridge, he didn't forget to go out with an empty pot and bowl and rinse it with filtered water.

Naturally, these were all done by watching Baiguoguo before, so it is not difficult for Chongyi to imitate it now.

However, his operation shocked the people of the tribe.

Everyone was curious and puzzled, and watched as his fingers slid over the snow-white container one by one.