Chapter 117: Straddle his lap
"Who is still arrogant, Fang Ming didn't say you, like you, the eldest young master, if I don't grill fish for you, you will be hungry all the time."
Although she can fish and spearfish, she doesn't believe that this young master can eat raw fish.
In Fang Qingxi's cognition, although Fang Ming has lived outside since he was a child, he also asked a nanny to cook something for him to eat.
He himself knows nothing, and he can't lift it on his shoulder.
Fang Ming was not angry, and looked into the distance: "That's not necessarily sister, you always have a place to ask me." ”
Fang Qingxi scoffed.
There are very many trees on the island, and it is winter and the trees are not overgrown.
But don't worry about the number of snakes, insects, rats and ants as many as in summer.
She found a quiet place, and not long after they walked in, Fang Ming brought in the firewood, it was pouring rain outside.
She hurried to build a simple shed out of wood, found a few large banana leaves to block the tent, and used branches as supports.
However, this small shed can only accommodate one person, and Fang Qingxi didn't have the spare time to build one for Fang Ming.
The fire was a little ahead, it was burning, and the boy was looking for trees nearby to use as firewood.
Wet wood is hard to burn, so find a little more before it gets wet in the rain and let them spend the night, otherwise they will die of cold at night.
When the young man came back, he saw Fang Qingxi sitting leisurely under the tree shed, using a piece of wood to dig in the soil.
He looked at the jade beads that emerged from the cracks in the wood and the leisurely elegance of the good girl, and walked over dissatisfied.
Kicked the soil she dug out and pushed it away: "Fang Qingxi! "It took a little bit of force, and it was loud.
The girl glanced up at him lazily, then lowered her head again, ignoring him.
Fang Ming was not angry when he was used to seeing Fang Qingxi's appearance, and pointed to a big tree next to him and said, "Didn't I tell you, you build a tree shed, and help me build one there, and I'll go find firewood." ”
Fang Qingxi: "Oh. But I didn't agree, Fang Ming, you have the hands, just build it yourself. ”
"Also, when did our relationship get good enough for me to help you do this and that?"
It was already an accident to grill fish for him.
It won't rain now.
Fang Ming nodded: "Very good, Fang Qingxi, you won." If you don't build it for me, then I'll be here with you tonight. ”
This time it was the girl's turn to frown.
It shouldn't be, with Fang Ming's dislike of her, how could he be next to her.
He died the kind of person who would rather starve to death and freeze to death than want her to "give alms".
Isn't it disgusting to her?
Not disgusting now?
Defeated by reality?
However,...... "Get out, you dare to come here, and hit you on the ground today." ”
She is not so kind, the shed she built is so small, let Fang Ming come over, she will get drenched in the rain, and it will not be comfortable to rest at night, why let him come.
It's okay to draw a scoop according to the gourd and build one.
There's a lot going on.
Fang Ming stood in front of the girl and suddenly took her hand.
The world was spinning, the young man was sitting under the original tree shed, and Fang Qingxi was placed on his lap by him.
His legs were parted by him, and she straddled him in an embarrassing position.
The thighs of the two people were tightly clinging to the thin fabric.
She could feel the warmth of the boy underneath, and she was about to get up from him when she moved.
A large palm was attached to her back, pressing her down.
She couldn't move for a moment.
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