Gui Yuxi feels that people's hearts are very complicated.

"Uncle, there is a river ahead, let's catch a few fish and grill them, and enjoy the feeling of enjoying the wilderness." Leng Buding also came out for a trip.

The murmuring water is not very clear, but there are many fish.

When the water is clear, there are no fish.

Jun Moyan wanted to squat down and hold the fish, but the fish was too slippery to hold it at all, and they were all very smart.

Gui Yuxi, who rolled up his sleeves, laughed at him.

The corners of Jun Moyan's lips were slightly raised, and after saying a word, he rolled up his trouser legs, took off his shoes, found a sturdy branch, and then began to spear fish.

Jun Moyan's sword kung fu is top-notch.

After all, I've fought so many battles on the battlefield.

He forked and ticked.

Fat, huge fish swaying on the branches.

"Uncle is amazing." Gui Yu's mouth is sweet.

"It's not time to laugh at this king again." Jun Moyan threw the fish on the ground.

Oh, and it can't be said to be thrown on the ground.

In the past, it was made of stones in the shape of a vessel, which could hold fish.

"I'd like to try it too." Gui Yu rubbed secretly.

"Come down, a man's wife looks uncomfortable."

Gui Yuxi muttered in her heart, was she a girl?

She took off her shoes, rolled up her trouser legs and went into the river to catch fish, and jumped up with a cold squirrel down the soles of her feet.

Hmm, it's cold.

My stomach hurts a little.

But she patronized and played, so she didn't care.

She couldn't fork the fish, but she got all the wet.

Jun Moyan saw that there were already a lot of fish on the ground, and planned to go up and roast some first.

glanced back at Gui Yuxi.

She wore a pale blue robe, showing a calf, and snow-white feet, and a smile on her handsome face, and her eyes stared at the fish in the water with wide eyes.

Jun Moyan lit the firewood with a fire breaker, washed a few clean branches, forked the fish, and began to roast.

Bursts of fragrance wafted out.

"Uncle, it's a little burnt, I like to eat crispy." Gui Yuxi turned his back to him.

Jun Mo Yan sighed and subconsciously looked up.

Stunned.

The branches of the grilled fish all fell off.

The robe of the little melon had a pool of blood flowing from the back of the buttocks.

He stood up and walked towards Gui Yuxi, his face gloomy.

Gui Yuxi also felt that something was wrong.

She lost the branches, squatted down with her stomach in her arms, her face was pale, her lips were bloodless, and her sweat was dripping from pain.

Suddenly, the whole person was beaten and picked up.

She looked at Jun Moyan with an angry face in a daze.

"Uncle, my stomach hurts, my stomach hurts so much." Gui Yuxi is fourteen years old this year, she developed late, and she hasn't come to Kwai Shui yet, this is menarche, she doesn't know at all.

"Uncle, I'm dying, aren't I?" Gui Yuxi looked at him pitifully: "Uncle, why are you looking at me like this?" You're so fierce, I'm a little, a little scared. ”

Jun Moyan had a faint guess in his heart, but he didn't dare to be sure yet.

His arm holding the little melon was stiff.

Gui Yuxi's heart burst out.

How do you feel like you're stepping into a coffin?

Jun Moyan hugged her and quickly returned to the housekeeper's house.

"This king remembers that the housekeeper's wife will look at minor illnesses, take a look." Jun Moyan put Gui Yuxi on the bed, his face was gloomy, and he turned his Moyu wrench.

Mrs. Housekeeper sighed, glanced at the bloodstains behind Gui Yuxi, and gave her a number again: "The little day is coming, and this is the first time." ”