Around the middle of the night, the aroma of barbecue wafted near the birdhouse.

I woke up Shang Sang in my sleep.

There is no need to think about it, it must be that Rong Jinghao is eating alone.

Quickly got up and walked towards the place.

Where the fire is shining, there is a bonfire fluttering.

Rong Jinghao was eating roast pheasant with relish on the side, not caring about her arrival at all.

Shang Sang wanted to praise him for being disabled and strong, and he could catch rabbits, but these words moistened in his mouth, and he didn't feel perfect when he said it.

She coughed dryly, trying to get Jungjing's attention.

"Wow! It's a big rabbit. ”

I'm afraid you won't be able to finish eating your sick seedlings.

"It's a pheasant." Rong Jing reminded indifferently.

Then tear off a chicken thigh.

Shang Sang smiled and reached out to pick it up.

The chicken leg turned halfway and reached Rong Jinghao's mouth again.

Thinking that he had also roasted mushrooms for him, he turned his face ruthlessly.

Shang Sang rolled his eyes in his heart, feeling that the world was cold.

But she and Rong Jinghao are only half a catty, and no one is much better than the other.

"You are a sick man, you eat so greasy in the middle of the night, beware that you can't get out of bed tomorrow, and I won't care about you then."

Rong Jing Hao handed her an inexplicable look.

"Who told you that I was sick?"

Shang Sang blinked and said that he was a sick seedling, did he still need to say approval?

"You've been wilting for a day, who believes that you are not a sick seedling."

"I've been drugged." He spoke with great composure, as if it weren't a problem.

It seems that he is always floating on the tip of the knife.

Of course, Shang Sang knew that he was drugged, and he still made his own plans.

Thinking of this, she felt relieved.

It's okay to eat this roast chicken or not.

"Drugged? Who gave it to you? "She understands the truth of doing a full set of dramas.

Rong Jinghao looked at her like a fool, "Guess." ”

Guess you're a big-headed ghost!

"Do you have an antidote?" Shang Sang looked stupid as a novice.

"How can they hurt my life when they ask for money, just slow it down." Rong Jinghao rarely had the patience to talk to her about this.

Shang Sang understood, "Why did you only drugged you?" ”

"I'm young, strong, and shrewd, so they naturally have a heart." Rong Jinghao is boasting on the surface, but he also has a different answer in his heart.

As a result, although he escaped, he got lost in the mountains, and he couldn't get up or down, and he was not as comfortable as living in the bandits' den with the sky as the cover and the earth as the house. What the hell do they think of you? ”

The two are together, and the only fun seems to be left to be sarcastic about each other.

"Or I'll send you back?" He put down the roast chicken and walked towards Shang Sang.

Shang Sang laughed dryly, not afraid of death's provocation, "Dare to be kind, at least there are chicken legs to eat." ”

They are lost and there is no way back.

Rong Jinghao used his oil-stained hands to carry Shang Sang horizontally.

He wanted to show the woman if she was sick.

No one had ever made him so angry in the first half of his life, so he took the opportunity to vent and teach her a lesson by the way.

Shang Sang only felt that his body was crazy, and the sky was spinning for a while.

"Put me down."

She couldn't imagine that Rong Jinghao would dare to be so rude.

His former calm and self-restraint were all pretended.

"When I send you back to the bandits' den, I'll naturally let you down." Rong Jing hooked his lips and smiled evilly.

Shang Sang waved his small fist and thrashed him on the back shoulder.

However, her body was shaking badly, and her eyes were shaking.

"Crazy man—let go of me—"

"I still remember the way back, and I'm sure I'll be able to send you back before dawn." Rong Jinghao was not affected in the slightest.