But in fact, look at it this way.

The little girl straightened up to hide her laziness, and her big eyes were blank but trying to keep them open.

Qinghui: A serious book.

Even though her attention was mainly on the fish he was working on, Qinghui's attention still made Xie Feiran feel indescribably comfortable.

Even if you fall into the trough, there is still someone who is simple and straightforward, and you feel like being by your side.

The delicate young man in the coarse sermon robe lowered his head again, the movements in his hands quickened, and he answered in a low and brisk voice.

Even if it's just for a short period of time...... It's good.

It's just that although Xie Feiran grew up by himself, he was also quite thin when he was a child, and he couldn't get any serious food.

After entering the Sword Sect, he also opened the valley early, and he didn't do this kind of thing a few times, so it was inevitable that he would be rusty to do it, just because he usually practiced diligently, so he was clean and neat in using these knives and the like, but he was not too embarrassed.

There is no seasoning though.

The sweet and sour and spicy that Qinghui was thinking about just now, it is estimated that there is no way, there is not even a pot, so he can only use clean branches to skewer and roast.

After handling the fish, lighting a fire, and setting up the fish with branches, Xie Feiran raised his eyes, and looked at Qinghui who was following him, the corners of his lips pursed, and the young man's voice tried to be calm, "There is no condition now, I can only roast and eat...... Later, I'll make you other flavors in the future......"

And for each taste, it takes time to prepare......

So, can you stay with him for a while?

The little boy with red lips and white teeth hooked the corners of his lips, with a little well-behaved and soft, and looked at Qinghui, "Okay?" ”

Later?

Qinghui turned his head sideways when he heard this.

Isn't it a matter of course to keep doing it later?

Could it be that you can still run away from the Spirit Sword?

It is impossible to run.

Dare to run? Tie the hilt of your sword to the tree, and let you run away!

Qinghui, who was sitting next to him watching his movements, was still depressed and lazy in his eyes, his pink lips opened, as if he wanted to speak, but he didn't know what the other party had thought, so he sat up slightly straight, trying to make a 'reliable' look, and nodded.

Obviously, all kinds of small actions have exposed themselves thoroughly, but they still try to keep a straight face - too cute.

Xie Feiran looked at it twice, didn't speak, turned his head, and continued to grill the fish.

There are no other complicated seasonings, but salt or something is available.

The aroma of grilled fish slowly spreads out.

When Xie Feiran took the grilled fish and turned back, he saw that Qinghui, who had been doing it just now, had unconsciously tilted on the big stone next to him, and found a comfortable place, but he looked like he was sitting like he had no bones, shrunk up, and squinted his eyes to bask in the sun.

In fact, if he was older, he didn't look so weak and couldn't help it, Qinghui probably didn't feel anything, and he would probably have spread out a cake and bask in the sun on the side.

But the problem is that it seems that Lord Lingjian is more reliable than this kid.

The strong desire to win and lose made Qinghui unconsciously serious-well, probably for a while.

Anyway, there was no fight, and the excitement quickly passed.

Smelling the fragrance, Qinghui propped himself up, looked at it with lazy eyes, and his body flashed directly in front of him.

In an instant, the two were close again.

This time the other party has an entity.,The cool air of slightly sharp oppression and an indescribable aura.。。

Qinghui is serious: It's baked, let me taste it.