No wonder the old man often said that misfortune and fortune depend on fortune and misfortune, and I have just experienced such a thrilling thing, and now we have found the wild fruit of my dreams, and I don't remember how long I haven't eaten fruit. Qian Duoduo said and picked a big grin and put it in his mouth.

Feng Jiu, Han Yun and Han Ning, Feng Chuqi and Ze Xuan, Meng Qi and Feng Yuanyuan all stared at Qian Duoduo's actions, and Qian Duoduo, who put the fruit in his mouth, subconsciously stopped his movements after meeting the eyes of such people, looked at a few people suspiciously, and did not dare to move with his mouth in his mouth.

"You're eating! We want to know if this fruit is sweet or not," Seeing that Qian Duoduo didn't move, Meng Qi directly slapped the other party on the shoulder, Qian Duoduo was slapped by Meng Qi, and subconsciously chewed the fruit in his mouth.

"I'll go~" Qian Duoduo said and spit out the fruit in his mouth, his expression distorted and kept spitting, "It's too sour, this can't be eaten, it's sour and astringent, it's not delicious at all." Qian Duoduo, who finally relieved himself, looked at the fruit tree with a look of not wanting to try.

"Otherwise, you try this, anyway, you tried that one just now," Meng Qi said and handed the one she picked from another fruit tree in her hand to Qian Duoduo, "Why don't you look like yourself, you have to eat yourself, I don't want to be a guinea pig." Qian Duoduo said and quickly distanced himself from Meng Qi, for fear that she would catch herself and let herself eat.

"I think the one Mengqi is holding in her hand is different from the one you eat, this one must be sweet." Feng Yuanyuan said and took the fruit in Mengqi's hand and took a bite calmly, "You see it's really sweet." Feng Yuanyuan took a serious bite, tasted the product carefully, and looked at Qian Duoduo with a calm face.

Feng Chuqi wanted to step forward to pick one, but was pulled by Feng Jiu, who was standing beside him, and gave him a look, Feng Chuqi instantly understood what Feng Jiu meant, withdrew his hand to pick the fruit, and quietly looked at Qian Duoduo's reaction.

Qian Duoduo didn't doubt him, walked up to Feng Yuanyuan, reached out and took the fruit she took a bite of, "Phew, don't you want to be so ruthless, in order to pit me, you even pit yourself," Qian Duoduo glanced at Feng Yuanyuan, squatting on the ground again and spitting.

"This fruit is simple," Feng Yuanyuan said and rinsed her mouth with water, her eyes wandering away from looking at those fruits, "Does that look a little similar to our domestic August fried?" Originally planning to give up Han Yun, he inadvertently looked up and saw a tree with a fruit similar to the August fried, and asked with some uncertainty.

"Get one down and taste it." Feng Chuqi said and found a stone on the ground and threw it at the fruit, "You have to taste it yourself, I won't taste it anyway." Qian Duoduo resisted, took Feng Yuanyuan's kettle, rinsed his mouth, and still couldn't dispel the astringent taste in his mouth.

"I'll try this." Although he wasn't sure what it was, it shouldn't be too unpalatable to look at, seeing that Qian Duoduo was so resistant, Feng Chuqi looked at the other party with a smile and said, but the action of throwing stones in his hand did not stop.

"Bang" The stone hit, and the fruit fell in response, "You are so powerful." Han Yun looked at Feng Chuqi in shock, but Feng Chuqi looked at Feng Jiu behind him, "Retreat." Feng Jiu's three words lightly made Feng Chuqi's back chill slightly, and he unconsciously straightened up, "I will strengthen my practice in the future." Feng Chuqi lowered his head and whispered, "Here," Feng Chuqi and Feng Jiu had a conversation between him, and Han Yun had already helped Feng Chuqi pick up the fruit.

(End of chapter)