Tao Pengyou saw that he was depressed alone in the bow of the boat, and came over to blow the wind with him.

"Why, it's only been half a day, and you miss him?"

Yijun nodded and said: "I have only known Yan Xingyu for a few days and I can't bear him, you have been with Sister Huihui for decades, and your heart must be more uncomfortable, it should be me to comfort you." ”

Tao Pengyou hurriedly denied it: "Huihui is my sister, we have no personal relationship." ”

Yijun looked at him with a strange expression: "Well, look at his eyes, tsk, I understand." ”

The corners of Tao Pengyou's mouth twitched, and he decided not to talk to him for the time being.

Yijun thought that he wouldn't be able to see Yan Xingyu this time, but he didn't know that when he went to pick them up three days later, they were still bouncing on the island.

"There's no way, it doesn't eat the food delivered to the door, we've tried our best in the past three days, and this guy can't move."

The three craftsmen all looked depressed, but Yan Xingyu's face did not change much, thinking that they ignored the big clams sent to the door of these meat buns, Yijun couldn't help but laugh. After laughing enough, I was glad to see Yan Xingyu again, and I swished in front of him.

At this time, it was noon, the sky was a little overcast, and the sea breeze was blowing slowly with a fishy smell, Yan Xingyu got on the big boat, leaned against the window and closed his eyes to recuperate. The boat left behind was too small, and it was uncomfortable for six people to be crammed, and the island was wet and slippery at night, and the sun was so hot during the day that they couldn't sleep, and they didn't have a good rest for the past few days.

Yijun is happy to be lost and regained, he doesn't know how to avoid suspicion, he has been sticking to Yan Xingyu since they met again, squeezing around him and falling asleep, I don't know if he is nervous or really likes him, in short, Yan Xingyu has a big headache and is a little overwhelmed.

Maybe bringing him here wasn't the right decision.

Sleeping until the afternoon, Yijun woke up yawning, his stomach was growling with hunger, he couldn't stand the cakes and salted fish anymore, and he couldn't swallow it at all.

In the big cabin outside, Yan Xingyu, Jindingmen, and the five craftsmen sat around and discussed how to arouse Yuyu's appetite. In the past few days, they have tried to knock, punch, and burn on the back of the shell of a large clam, the island in front of them...... The guy didn't react at all.

Yijun touched his stomach, went to the kitchen to find two freshly caught sea fish, and found some broken wood on the boat, and drove the island on the boat to barbecue. The aquatic plants on the back of the large clam shell are thick and long, and the growth is pleasing to the eye, and the upper part has dried up due to the wind and sun during the day. He pulled some weeds and piled them on a wooden shelf and began to light a fire to grill the fish.

Yijun is a foodie, there are three, six, nine and so on in the foodie, delicious and skillful are willing to put effort into eating, delicious and handicapped are willing to spend time to discover the food is medium, and delicious and handsome are not afraid to come and do not refuse to come. Yijun is not good at cooking, but he has enough respect for food, he has never grilled fish, he knows that it is not good to grill, and he will not be in a hurry like others to put the whole fish in the fire. He was very patient with food, first washed the fish and put it on a wooden stick, roasted it slowly close to the flame, and turned it over and over again, and when the surface of the fish was browned and the fish oil was oozing, he carefully smeared it with honey and sprinkled cumin powder chili noodles from the kitchen, and the fragrance was wrapped in the salty sea breeze and floated in all directions.

The nervous crowd in the cabin didn't realize they were swallowing.

When the master of the pottery door smelled the fragrance, his face changed, and he asked the people outside, "Who is cooking fish on the fire?" ”

The disciples of the Jinding Sect outside ran in with saliva in their mouths and reported: "It's Yijun Xiaodaoyou, he is roasting on the island." ”

Tao Haiqun breathed a sigh of relief.

Yan Xingyu got up and said, "I'll come when I go." ”

After a few days of dry cakes and salted fish, he also began to yearn for food.