Su Mo grabbed it in his hand, felt the temperature, and happily hugged his man and kissed him.

She didn't care about the messy scene caused by Yu Yanfeng's action at this time, and handed the sweet potato to Yu Yanfeng's mouth.

"Eat!"

Yu Yanfeng was very obedient and took a bite.

"Sweet or not?"

With Yu Yanfeng, Su Mo has a lot of little girlish temperament, although his face is still domineering, and he is not allowed to say anything sweet.

Yu Yanfeng chuckled lightly and replied dotingly.

"Sweet!"

Su Mo was satisfied and began to eat.

Yu Yanfeng also picked one up, he didn't like sweets much before the end of the world, and after the end of the world, he naturally didn't have to choose.

The two of them were eating, looking very calm, not at all like they had just gotten into trouble.

When they were eating, there were still those who didn't have long eyes, and they wanted to grab sweet potatoes to eat, but they were cleaned up by Yu Yanfeng with his fingers.

Before he finished eating, the captain of the team came over and took the fire-based ability that Yu Yanfeng was looking for help just now, and found the fault!

Su Mo didn't move, and handed it over to Yu Yanfeng to deal with.

Otherwise, how to say that Yu Yanfeng is a twenty-four good man, the whole person stood in front of Su Mo, didn't let her bother a little effort, and sent the person away in a few words.

In the eyes of outsiders, it is indeed that simple, but none of them felt the momentum of Yu Yanfeng's body, as if the sky had fallen.

Su Mo nibbled on the sweet potato, and the more she looked at it, the more she felt that she was handsome.

The weather was too cold, and the people in the team were eager to wrap themselves tightly, but not many people were wearing cotton clothes, and Su Mo also saw someone in the team wearing thin long sleeves, and his face was blue from the cold.

The only good thing about the cold weather is that you can't smell the smell of sweat that hasn't been washed for many days, all kinds of rotten smells, and the jumping on other people's heads and bodies.

Su Mo ate the roasted sweet potatoes that were warmed by Yu Yanfeng, ignoring the crowd that was eyeing him and eager to pounce.

On such a cold day, minus forty or fifty degrees, other people's things have long been out of heat when they are placed in the open air, but Sumo's sweet potatoes have always been able to see the steam, which has attracted more people's coveting.

There are strange abilities in the end times, and Yu Yanfeng has a lot of wind systems, but few people use the ability to insulate the temperature, and others have the same way to learn from them, and soon found that their wind can only swish around the food, and the heat is dissipated faster.

These wind abilities were secretly accused of being useless, and for a while, many people turned their attention to Yu Yanfeng.

Yu Dongdong was in front, because it was cold and the wind was whistling, the news didn't spread so much for a while, and a few people didn't know that Su Mo and the two had caught up.

Several of them have been robbed many times because of food, and Yu Dongdong's head has been broken, and now it is tightly packed.

This also caused them to learn to be obedient in the team, Meng Ling's space was not exposed, and even if they were hungry, they would only gnaw on some of the hay they had collected.

I learned this from Qiao Yan.

And because of the previous scramble, the clothes were torn and tattered, the cotton wool was exposed, and several people showed their strength, but now no one is fighting.

When the others looked at it again, several people glared back with fierce eyes.

At this time, it is absolutely impossible to keep a low profile.

The road is not easy to walk, because the rain has formed a thick layer of ice, and the road is slippery, but compared to the potholes that are not frozen, it is easier to walk than usual.

Yu Dongdong tied his legs with something so that his legs were not so uncomfortable, but at the end of the day, both legs were not his own.

finally survived until dark, Yu Dongdong secretly stuffed a small biscuit into his mouth, milky-flavored.

Meng Ling noticed it, glared at him fiercely, folded a few sticks of hay, and stuffed them into his mouth.

The hay was still obtained from Chi Yi, and in his opinion, it was an absolute treasure, and he gave it to them with great pain, but it was bitter.