Chapter 112: Hot Springs

Chop bamboo to make chairs, and cut wood for tables.

The resin mist is divided by two by two, and a pair of green bamboo tables and chairs are made, which are very good-looking.

If you have time, you can still carve bamboo pieces, but it's too late tonight, so let's keep it simple.

She moved the tables and chairs into the cabin, looked up, and saw that there were a few leaks in the roof, so she cut some bamboo, and made the bamboo pieces into tiles, and spread them densely on the roof.

The broken windows, creaking.

Dig a wooden block, put it in the crack of the window, tear off the damaged window paper, hang the straw mat above the window and support it with a wooden stick, instead of the role of shelter.

By the time she had finished everything, the cabin had been renovated.

Looking from afar, the green bamboo top and grass-colored windows, and a pair of emerald tables and chairs in the door, are simple and simple, filled with the fragrance of bamboo forest.

After the flower resin mist was busy, he was covered in dust, his body smelled very bad, and there was no place to bathe in the middle of the night, which was really uncomfortable.

Her mind moved, and she remembered the stone hot springs in the back mountain.

This place is remote, and it is a back mountain, so it should be no problem to take a dip in it, right?

Think, look around, stop moving, and listen carefully.

There are no voices.

The flower butter mist was overjoyed, and dragged his tired body in high spirits and walked towards the stone hot springs.

It is indeed hidden, behind the bamboo forest, maple trees, and yellow plums, and outsiders will not find it at all. And the road is not far from the cabin, and those who live here will sooner or later find out, even as if it had been specially arranged for the owner of the house.

She took off her clothes and hung on the plum tree, the smoke thin and floating like a fairyland. Stretching out my feet, I probed the temperature of the water, just right. The warm water gradually submerged her carcass, and three thousand green silks floated in the water, picturesque and dreamlike.

It's just that the stone under her feet is too smooth, and when she just got into the water, she almost slipped there, stumbled, drank a few sips of hot springs, and quickly found a big stone to lean on.

The water of the hot spring is full of aura, which is extremely nourishing to the body, and instantly relieves the fatigue of the whole body, and the muscles and bones are relaxed, which is extremely comfortable.

This is a good place, she doesn't plan to tell Qi Yan.

From now on, I have a little natural paradise, and I don't have to face his nasty face, nor do I have to face all kinds of troubles.

It's like a haven for her small, indulgent heart.

The spring water was warm, she closed her eyes and recuperated, her expression was calm, and she almost fell asleep.

At this time, someone is tossing and turning, and he can't sleep.

Qi Yan finally couldn't sit still, so he got up, put on his coat, and went out. He wanted to see what the woman was doing, and if he was found by the mist of flower butter, he said that he was thirsty, and came out to find water to drink, and if he was not found, he just went back to sleep.

"It's crazy."

His eyelashes twitched.

Immediately, Qi Yan slowed his steps, like a ghost, and quietly folded to the back of the house, but saw that the cabin seemed to have been rebuilt, and it was staggeringly beautiful.

Stopped and watched for a while.

He snorted, and said in his heart that this woman loves to be clever.

The door of the cabin was unclosed, it was empty, and the broom buckets around it had been set up, as if no one was at home.

Where did this woman go in the middle of the night?

Looking at the bamboo forest near the cabin, a small piece of bamboo fell down, and the remnants of half of the bamboo at the root were stunned on the ground, showing that someone had once gone up the mountain.

Qi Yan's eyes are secluded and deep, as quiet as a thousand-foot cold pool.

It's so late, the woman hasn't come back yet, the house is all built, shouldn't something happen? Xianmen is a strange place, in case it is attacked by mountain spirit beasts......

He didn't dare to think further.