The white pigeon's eyes widened in surprise.

Those lazy, smiling, evil eyes are Mu Yichen.

After the surprise, I finally had a little joking mood. So the white pigeon answered, "It's fun, it's fun down there." ”

"yes, then I'll come down and have some fun too."

As soon as the words fell, Mu Yichen really jumped lightly, jumped down, and landed steadily beside the white pigeon.

The joy of salvation was instantly washed away, and the white pigeon looked at Mu Yichen with the eyes of a fool, "You...... What are you doing down here...... Aren't you supposed to be figuring out how to pull me up......"

Mu Yichen walked over and pulled the white pigeon up, looked back and forth, left and right, turned her wrist, and let her move her ankle around, then patted her shoulder, squinted her peach blossom eyes and said with a smile, "Yes, it's total, much better than I thought." ”

White Dove: "......"

"Try, can you go?"

The white dove took two steps and tried two steps, and the sharp pain in her ankle made her face deformed.

"Look, if I don't come down, how can you go up." I saw Mu Yichen squatting down directly, and the next moment his body was light, the white pigeon screamed, and the whole person was hugged off the ground by Mu Yichen. "Go grab that rope, grab it, and climb up slowly, without straining your injured ankle."

The white dove did as he was told, and finally climbed to the ground. She was lying on the edge of the pit like Mu Yichen just now, and asked anxiously, "Then what should you do?" A thin layer of sweat appeared on her forehead, and the braids she had tied in the morning were messy, but there was an indescribable sexiness, and Mu Yichen even had a momentary distraction.

However, he quickly retracted his look, stretched out his long arms, and gently tiptoed under his feet, then pulled the rope, climbed up in three or two clicks, his heart was not beating or panting, and the next second he was already standing in front of the white pigeon, and he smiled at the corner of his mouth while collecting the rope, "Of course I am not the same as you when I grow tall." ”

The white pigeon pursed the corners of his mouth, looked at Mu Yichen's big black horse, and then stared at Mu Yichen and tilted his head and asked, "How did you find me?" ”

"I thought you were stupid, I couldn't think of asking," Mu Yichen wrapped the rope around his waist, "I didn't see you when I came back to look for you, and finally found your little mare, but you are no longer there." I thought something might have happened to you, so I came all the way to find you. ”

The words are easy, but it is not easy to find a horseshoe print on the vast grassland, but what Mu Yichen said is an understatement.

He held the white dove and pointed to a stream not far away, "Let's go, I'll help you sit over there." ”

The white pigeon limped and was helped by Mu Yichen to sit on a big rock not far from the stream.

"Count yourself lucky, you have a big meal today. Let you eat this meal and think about the next meal, Zhun Bao will never forget, Mu's roast rabbit. ”

"Rabbit?"

Only then did the white pigeon find that there was a big rabbit hanging on Mu Yichen's big black horse, which looked like it was more than 4 pounds heavy, which was already very big for a hare.

He took out a sharp dagger from his waist, squatted by the brook and skinned it neatly. Then he made a fire beside the white pigeon with the dead branch he had picked up, sharpened a branch and put the rabbit on it, and made a simple rack that could be turned over and roasted the rabbit on the fire.

"Is it just baked?"

"What? You question the roast rabbit of Mu's? As he spoke, he took out a small bag of seasoning from his waist, with salt and chili noodles, and he took out a small pinch and spread it evenly on the rabbit meat.

"You...... You even brought spices? ”

"Of course, I don't plan to go home empty-handed today. Besides, this kind of game has to be eaten in the wild to taste enough. ”

The white dove was not believing at first.

Mu Yichen, a person born with a golden spoon, how could he do this kind of thing of making a fire to roast rabbits.

But when the rabbit was on the fire, Mu Yichen turned in a circle, and after a while, the rabbit meat showed a beautiful color, and if you don't believe it, you have to believe it, Mu Yichen may really be a master of hunting, and he is also good at cooking game.

The rabbit was very fat, and the fat dripped onto the fire, making a crackling sound, and the white pigeon was already screaming in its belly. He no longer teased Yichen, but stared at the rabbit intently.

Mu Yichen turned his head to look at the white pigeon, and he laughed out loud, "Your saliva is dripping." ”

The white pigeon reluctantly took his eyes off the rabbit and subconsciously wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. After wiping it, he realized that he had been teased, and he couldn't help but roll his eyes at Mu Yichen.

Her face was a little red when she was roasted by the fire, and she sat obediently waiting to eat meat, which was indescribably cute.

Mu Yichen took a dagger and took off a rabbit leg, and handed it to the white pigeon while blowing, "Be careful of burning." ”

Sure enough, it was hot.

But at the moment of food, the white pigeon only cares about swallowing.

And the rabbit meat is charred at the beginning of the mouth, but the meat inside is tender and juicy under the chewing, accompanied by just the right chili noodles, indescribably satisfying.

I didn't understand why some people always cared about that bite of game, but now after eating it, I realize that the real thing is a hard-to-find experience.

One rabbit leg went down, and Mu Yichen ripped off another rabbit leg and handed it to the white pigeon. Then he turned back to the stream and filled a pot of water with the kettle he had with him, and handed it to the white pigeon, "Eat slowly, come, drink some water first." ”

A rabbit was quickly eaten by two people, and the stomach was full, and then it was time to think about how to go back.

The feet of the white dove must no longer be able to ride alone. Mu Yichen picked up the white pigeon on his horse, placed the white pigeon in front of him, and rode the horse along the way he came. The size of two people is naturally not fast.

When he came, because he was panicked, the white pigeon had long since remembered the way, and he didn't know that the horse's feet were so fast, and he ran out so far.

"Hey, little white pigeon."

When Mu Yichen spoke, his breath sprayed on the back of the white pigeon's neck, because it was so close, the white pigeon could even feel Mu Yichen's heartbeat.

"What's the matter, I saved you again, how do you repay me?"

The distance between the two was too close, and the white pigeon did not dare to turn back. But when it comes to repayment, she really has nothing to repay. Those things that can make the little young master of the Mu family look at them, probably none of them can afford to buy by themselves.

The white pigeon didn't say anything, and Mu Yichen didn't mind, and said to himself, "Then you can sing me a song." ”

Seeing that Bai Ge was stunned, Mu Yichen tilted his head to look at her, "You won't even refuse to sing a song, I heard that you have a good voice, it turns out that there are many of your fans when you sing in the bar, and there are also people who fight for you." ”

The white pigeon couldn't help but feel funny, "You haven't seen it with your own eyes, how can you say it as if it's the real thing." ”

"I just want to hear it because I haven't seen it."

The white dove was silent again.

Just when Mu Yichen thought that this topic was over, and coughed lightly to change the topic, the little girl in front of her opened her voice clearly.

“If-you-miss-the-train-I'm-on,

You-will-know-that-I-am-gone,

you-can-hear-the-whistle-blow,

A-hundred-miles…”

This is a song that Mu Yichen likes very much, he has heard many people sing various versions, but he has never heard Bai Ge sing such a shocking song today.

The sorrow of the wanderer, the sorrow of leaving home. A faint melancholy, and the thin courage that can only move forward.

Like a soft and weak little hand holding up his heart, such a cautious feeling, like a warm current, like a clear spring, let the heart tremble uncontrollably.

The sun was already setting in the west, and it shone on the back of the little girl's white neck, and you could still see a circle of faint golden fluff outlined by the sun.

The white dove's voice is not high, but the words are clear. The people who sing straight are soft and soft a hundred times, and they can't wait to drink a jar of wine to teach them to taste the taste of life, and they also live up to the thrilling sunset scenery on this grassland.

After singing, Mu Yichen also sang along.

After singing several songs in a row, Mu Yichen found that the music tastes of the two were really close, thinking so, he couldn't help but free up a hand to rub her head vigorously. The white dove resisted dissatisfiedly. Singing like this, I don't think it's a long way off.

Probably unable to think of any song that more appropriately matched the beautiful scenery of the grassland, the white pigeon finally simply sang a folk song, "The river is long, the autumn grass is yellow, and the sound of the piano on the grassland is melodious......"

This time, Mu Yichen was silent.

At the same time, the white pigeon also sensitively felt that Mu Yichen's body behind him was obviously stiffened, and his breathing became more cautious.

She asked in a hoarse voice, "Mu Yichen...... How long will it take? ”

"Shh......h

Mu Yichen's reaction made the white pigeon even more nervous. She felt that Mu Yichen had already held the shotgun in her hand, and the whole person entered a state of alert. Even she could feel that although the big black horse was still walking firmly, the ears that were rolling from side to side were enough to show that it was also nervous.

The white dove's body stiffened.

"How...... What's wrong? ”

"Don't be afraid, don't bark, we're being targeted by a pack of wolves."

The white dove trembled in fright, wolf? Did they meet a wolf on the steppe?!

The white dove didn't dare to make big body movements, but just looked at the bushes next to him with his peripheral vision. It was already slightly dark, and at first it was not noticeable, but occasionally she could see as if a shadow was passing lightly through the trees, until the white dove's gaze adjusted to the darkness, and this time, she saw ...... Green eyes.

What kind of eyes are they? It is the eye of the preyer that sees the prey.

This is really the feeling of fear reaching the Heavenly Spirit Gai.

It is a natural fear that only animals that are at a disadvantage in the food chain have.

"Mu ...... Shall we ...... Let's run hard......" The white pigeon's voice trembled, and his heart beat to his throat.

"Nope." Mu Yichen whispered softly behind her ear, and Bai Ge couldn't see his expression, but his voice was calm, which gave her a little psychological support.

But his words are realistic, "The horses are now carrying weight, and two people can't run fast at all." To be caught up is to kill yourself. ”