Chapter 61: Camping BBQ

The little arms can't twist the thighs.

Forced by Shen Muxi's obscenity, Qiuqiu had no choice but to give in and obediently prepare cold beer for others.

Under the scorching heat of the bonfire, the fat slowly oozes from the skin of the pheasant, and the dripping sound on the bonfire makes a sizzling sound.

The aroma is baked, and the smell is refreshing.

"Xu Fengrong, be serious, don't bake it!" Swallowing his saliva, Shen Muxi reminded Xu Fengrong.

Xu Fengrong said casually: "Don't worry, I'm the best at baking this thing."

I have to admit that Xu Fengrong didn't brag this time, he did have a good grasp of the heat, the skin of the pheasant was roasted into a fragrant golden brown, and there was no trace of burning.

The more you look at it, the more you smell it, the more hungry you become.

"Xu Fengrong, aren't you okay?" Hungry, Shen Muxi secretly stretched out his hand to the roast chicken......

Smack-

The little hand was patted, and it was met by Xu Fengrong's eyes that were about to breathe fire.

"It's not ripe yet, what's the monkey anxious about? Besides, what's the matter with hot hands? He glared at Shen Muxi viciously, looking at Xu Fengrong's expression, he was really anxious.

"But I'm hungry!" Shen Muxi bit her lip lightly and said aggrievedly.

This expression, this demeanor.

fell into Xu Fengrong's eyes, and his head suddenly buzzed, almost melting his heart.

Ever since I met her, I've always shown a fierce face, and it's the first time I've shown such a soft and cute side, it's just, simply, cute, is it?

"That, that can't be rushed, wait a while, wait a while!" Scratching his head helplessly, Xu Fengrong felt that his head was still dizzy, a little top-heavy.

"Alright then!" Shen Muxi muttered in response, licked his dry lips, and waited patiently.

Seeing that the heat was almost over, Xu Fengrong turned out a bunch of bottles and jars from the storage ring, all of which were salt, pepper noodles, chili powder and other condiments.

Sprinkle the seasoning evenly on the roast chicken, and the flavor will suddenly become stronger.

Shen Muxi's greedy saliva flowed, it was too fragrant.

"Xu Fengrong, are you okay?" Squatting by the bonfire and gnawing on his nails, Shen Muxi urged again.

"Okay, okay, look at what you're hungry for!" Glancing helplessly, Xu Fengrong took the pheasant off the shelf and reminded her to be careful.

Shen Muxi had been waiting for a long time, and her heart was itching, how could she manage so much.

Tearing off a chicken leg casually, Shen Muxi's index finger moved, and he sent it to his mouth while blowing.

"Hot, hot......" The freshly roasted chicken thighs were still very hot, and the hot Shen Muxi grinned, dancing and exclaiming.

Xu Fengrong couldn't help but laugh when she saw this, and said in her heart, why is she still like a child?

"Whirring ......"

After suffering a loss, Shen Muxi learned wisely this time, blew the hot air on the chicken leg hard, and took a bite gently.

The chicken is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, fragrant and crispy, while retaining the toughness of the chicken, it is tender and smooth, not raw or woody, just right.

"It's delicious, it's delicious......" Stretching out a thumbs up to Xu Fengrong, Shen Muxi spared no effort to praise.

"Slow down, no one will rob you!" Reaching out to wipe the oil stains from her mouth, Xu Fengrong said in a doting tone.

In front of nothing, Shen Muxi was unreserved, holding the roast chicken and gnawing wildly.

"Don't be in a hurry to eat, let's ......take a whole bite" Xu Fengrong picked up the beer and handed it to Shen Muxi.

"Cheers, cheers!"

Busy swallowing the chicken in his mouth, Shen Muxi held the wine bottle and touched Xu Fengrong.

The feeling of cold beer and tender and crisp roast chicken can only be described in one word, that is: Praise!