"Wow, husband, the fish you grilled is better than Qingyun's grilled." When Mo Li took the first bite of fish, he was sincerely amazed.

Murong Chu pursed his lips and chuckled: "I will not only grill fish, but also other game." But...... Don't let Master Yiqing know, otherwise what if you detain me in the valley! ”

Mo Li laughed, it was rare for a cold man in her family to have such a humorous moment.

In the middle of the afternoon, the two returned to their residence, and saw Mu Qingyun lying on a rattan chair in the courtyard from a distance, with a book covering his face.

Mo Li walked over lightly, suddenly took off the book, and shouted: "The old monk is here!" ”

Mu Qingyun was not frightened at all, sat up lazily, and plucked out his ears: "What are you shouting, the master and his old man have already left." ”

"Huh? Where did the old monk go? Mo Li threw the medical book back into his arms and asked.

"It's said that it's going out, who knows where to go."

"It's a walk-and-go trip. It's just that the old monk didn't have a mouthful, and he wanted to cook him a good meal when he left. Mo Li pouted at the fish, shrimp, pheasants, and a sika deer that Murong Chu was carrying.

Mu Qingyun grinned: "He's not here, isn't there still me." I don't know when we will be able to come back to the valley together next time, so the three of us will drink two cups for a while, which can be regarded as feeding ourselves. ”

"Let's just have a campfire dinner." Mo Li squeezed his eyes at Murong Chu, didn't someone boast that he could roast game.

Murong Chu raised his eyebrows: "Okay, let you taste the craftsmanship of being a husband today." ”

The three of them worked together to clean up the ingredients and set up a fire in the yard in the evening.

Mo Li sat at the stone table with his cheeks up, looking at Murong Chu who was roasting food through the firelight. If this man is handsome, he will look good in everything. Slender fingers pinch the condiment and sprinkle it evenly on top of the food, turning it over and sprinkling it with another layer. His thin lips pursed slightly, and his eyes were fixed on the meat roasted on the fire, always paying attention to the change in color.

"Have you seen enough?" Mu Qingyun put the wine jar in his arms on the stone table, stretched out his hand and shook it in front of her, "It's an old husband and wife, and it's a nymphomaniac." ”

"I'm willing, I'm a nymphomaniac to my husband and you." Mo Li rolled her eyes widely.

Mu Qingyun patted off the lead seal on the wine jar, and said while pouring wine: "Achu, your daughter-in-law is too vulgar to speak, and you don't care." ”

Murong Chu smiled lightly: "My daughter-in-law is right, it's your business." ”

Mu Qingyun almost fell to the ground, he had known Murong Chu for more than ten or twenty years, and it was the first time he had heard him swear.

Mo Li smiled and raised a wine glass towards him, took a sip, and shook his little head proudly: "Qingyun, don't try to provoke our husband and wife relationship, my husband and I are stronger than Jin." ”

Mu Qingyun choked on a sip of wine in his throat and coughed violently: "You...... Ahem......"

Murong Chu brought the roasted deer leg over and put it on the stone table, patted him on the back to help him calm down, and sighed lightly: "Eat silently, sleep silently, how many times have I said you, why just don't you remember, choked!" ”

Mu Qingyun rolled his eyes and coughed for a long time before he regained his strength, and arched his hand towards the two of them and said, "I'm serving, please raise your noble hand and let it go." ”

"Li'er, how about a taste?" Murong Chu sliced the deer leg into thin slices and put it on the plate in front of Mo Li.

Mo Li directly twisted a piece with his hand, blew it, put it in his mouth, and praised while chewing: "Well, it's delicious, charred on the outside and tender on the inside, this is the best barbecue I've ever tasted." ”

The two of them are in love with each other, and they completely regard Mu Qingyun as a transparent person.

Mu Xuan sat down stupidly, cut a large piece of meat by himself, and took a hard bite. The soup in the meat overflowed, and he screamed again.

Mo Li looked at his embarrassed appearance, and laughed so much that he couldn't straighten his waist.

The three of them laughed and laughed, eating while roasting, and toasting from time to time, so comfortable.

After three rounds of drinking, Mo Li, who was not strong enough to drink, had already fallen asleep on the recliner, Murong Chu took off his coat and covered her, and sat back at the table.

Mu Qingyun raised his glass to him and asked, "What are your plans to return to Beijing this time?" ”

Murong Chu knew what he was referring to, took a sip of wine, shrunk his hole, and said in a low voice: "Harm my mother first, harm my mother and child later, what do you say I should do?" ”

"Of course, the blood debt must be paid with blood. Even if you want her life now, your father won't say anything. Judging from Murong Jingzhong's previous attitude, he would definitely not tolerate the Lu family.

"Wouldn't it be cheaper for her to take her life?"

"What do you want?"

Murong Chu hooked his lips slightly: "Liangchen is beautiful, don't talk about these unhappy things." Come, drink! ”

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, the night breeze is slow, and the two men push the cup and change the lamp under the moonlight, and talk until the moon is in the middle of the day.

Murong Chu carried Mo Li back to the room and put the person on the couch, but he couldn't take his eyes off it. Her cheeks were a charming crimson from the drink, and her long eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings with her breath. Sakura's lips pursed slightly, like ripe fruit waiting to be picked.

Thinking like this, Murong Chu lowered his head and gently covered it, his soft lips were as fragrant and sweet as before, with a faint aroma of wine that had not yet dispersed, so mellow that people couldn't bear to let go.

During the time he was unconscious, he had also dreamed of sporadic fragments, and his intuition told him that those must be related to Mo Li's crossing over. After waking up, the answer given by Yiqing corrected his guess.

Mo Li and him have a constant bond in their past and present lives, which is the fate of the two.

Murong Chu secretly decided that in the past life, he did not protect her in the end, and in this life, he was fortunate to join hands to make her safe and happy.

The glimmer of early morning light poured into the room through the window lattice, and when Mo Li opened her eyes, she saw Murong Chu's black eyes staring at her for a moment.

"Awake?" The thin lips were raised slightly, and the undisguised doting in his eyes made Mo Li's heart sweet. Since yesterday, they learned about the past, and their hearts have become a little closer. Looking at each other is an inseparable deep affection.

"Isn't it time to go?" Mo Li sat up and scratched at her unkempt hair. As soon as she thought of leaving for Beijing today, she couldn't suppress her longing for her son.

Murong Chu chuckled: "It's too late, it's just past the hour." ”

"It's hard to go out on that road, so let's start early." Mo Li put on his coat, only to find that Murong Chu not only fetched water for washing, but even breakfast had been placed on the table. The porridge, pancakes and refreshing side dishes are the same as when she first came to the valley, which can be seen to be Lao Hong's handiwork.

"Yo he, breakfast is all right!"

After washing, I had breakfast, almost midday. Carrying the burden prepared in advance, the two of them went out of the house and saw Mu Qingyun already waiting at the gate of the courtyard.

"It's finally out, can I go?"

"Let's go." Murong Chu nodded, took Mo Li's hand and walked out.