As soon as these words fell, the white-clothed fairy raised her eyes and looked at her.

"Hehe, I don't mean anything else, I just think it's my paws that are dirty, and I should help you clean it." She sneered, handed the soup in her hand forward, and said in a soft voice, "You better take a sip of soup first!" This soup doesn't taste good when it's cold. ”

Mochen glanced at her deeply, and then stretched out his slender and white hand, took the bowl of soup and took a sip.

Seeing this, Feng Jiu's heart finally let go, and he exhaled softly. She sat down cross-legged beside him, and as soon as she was interested, she tore off the other side of the spirit leg for him and handed it to him: "Come, eat, more!" ”

Mo Chen looked at the hand holding the young man's leg, and didn't reach out to pick it up, in his previous experience, he had never eaten like this, and he just held it with his hand to eat, I don't know how to say this feeling.

Feng Jiu knew his mind as soon as he saw it, and when he saw his immortal appearance, he knew that he had never tried such a way to eat, so he smiled and said: "Eating R in such a large piece tastes more delicious, it is definitely a different feeling from eating with chopsticks, you will know if you try it." ”

Seeing this, Mo Chen hesitated, but still reached out to take it, but he didn't eat it in a big gulp like Feng Jiu, but tore off a small piece and ate it slowly.

Feng Jiu laughed, took out the chopsticks and put them in front of him, so that he could eat the vegetables later, and he unceremoniously tore off a piece of R and ate it, and after about an hour, the things on the grass were only a mess.

Seeing this, Mo Chen felt a little rude, after all, he usually wouldn't make the desktop like this, even if it couldn't be called a desktop, but he still felt that he had lost his elegance, but when he saw the young man digging a pit on the side and burying all those things in it, he couldn't help but feel surprised.

"There's a stream ahead, let's go there and wash our hands!" After Feng Jiu buried all those bones, plates, dishes and other things in the ground, he clapped his hands and called him and walked towards the stream not far away.

In the stream, she washed her hands and her face, and was about to find a place to lie down and rest for a while, when she saw a robe handed to her.

"Washed."

The gentle voice is faint, like the flowing water of the mountains, clear and pleasant.

She turned her head slightly, poked her head out from behind the robe in front of her, and raised it slightly, looking at the man standing in front of her, with the robe in his hand, at this time, he was only wearing underwear, his expression was faint, and he was looking down at her.

"Oh, good." She answered, took it and washed it in the stream, but it was okay not to wash it, this wash ......

Feng Jiu's forehead was oozing with cold sweat, looking at the robe that was getting dirtier and dirtier the more he washed, he didn't dare to look back.

Not far behind her, Mo Chen glanced at Feng Jiu's back with a faint expression, and then looked at the sky under the sun, for a long time, only to hear the sound of fabric tearing, he came back to his senses and looked at the young man, and saw the young man holding his robe in a daze.

He got up and walked over to take a look, and his eyelids jumped slightly.

I saw that the oil paw prints on his silk robe were washed away, but after it was faded, it also melted, making a large dark mark on the white clothes, and I don't know how this young man washed it, he was able to wash his silk robe alive, looking at the opening on the robe, he was speechless.