The next morning, as soon as she opened her eyes, she bumped into the enlarged face of Yexun.

"What are you staring at me?" She frowned.

The boy crouched beside the haystack, shaking his head and sighing as he looked at his host.

"Something to say."

"I said host, although your surname is Liu, but you are not called Yanagi Hui."

"What do you mean?"

"The male protagonist has thrown his arms on you, what are you pretending to be reserved!"

“…………”

Liu Ruyan thought about it seriously, could he be talking about the devil giving up half of the bed last night?

She got up with a skeletal face, full of disdain: "In the middle of the night, what are the two rough old men squeezing into the bed?" ”

Ye Xun expressed his astonishment.

Wait for the host.,You're a girl.,Said a good romance heroine standard.。 can't take himself as a rough guy at every turn, how can the plot go on.

"Not up yet?" Shen Yanchu pushed open the door and brought the frost into the room.

The heavy snow has long since stopped, and as far as the eye can see, there is a vast white expanse in the distance, and a few wisps of cooking smoke drifting from the depths of the mountains.

Shen Yanchu stood at the door, holding a steaming bowl of soup in his hand, although his expression was cold, there was a little more smell of fireworks.

Liu Ruyan smelled the smell, she approached in a few steps, and looked at the soup bowl, but saw the yellow soup, green onions, red dates, and white mushrooms, and the color was very good-looking.

She reached out and took the bowl and put it to her lips, burning her tongue.

"Out of breath." Shen Yanchu said, although his tone was not good, his hand moved gently, and he picked up the spoon and stirred the soup.

Where did Liu Ruyan receive this kind of treatment: "Ye Xun, hurry up and record this scene, remember to shoot him a few more angles." ”

"The soup is ready to drink." He handed the bowl.

When Liu Ruyan took the chicken soup, she still felt dreamy, this guy, should she put poison into her bowl?

She took a sip, and her frowning brows suddenly stretched: "Yes, rich and fragrant, the meat is tender and fatty, this soup is made by your own hands?" ”

Shen Yanchu looked away unnaturally: "Let the old farmer help boil it, and exchange a bowl of chicken soup for the mountain goods in this bowl." ”

Liu Ruyan took a sip and couldn't see that he was still a master who could make careful calculations.

"I'm done drinking, and I'm leaving." Shen Yan said without raising his head at first.

He picked up a piece of deerskin, cut it into pieces with a dagger, and wrapped it around their shoes.

The snow in the mountains is difficult to walk, and your shoes are often soaked, but when you wrap them in leather, they get much warmer.

After doing this, he picked up another wooden branch from the outside, peeled off the bark, and handed it to Liu Ruyan.

"You've done these things before?" She wondered how the devil could do such a rough job because he was not served by anyone.

Shen Yanchu frowned, and his fingertips touched his forehead: "I don't remember clearly, I vaguely think that I have been to the mountains and done this kind of thing." ”

"It's easy to worry about it." She looked at the chicken soup and was patiently relieved, "Don't think about it if you can't think of it." ”

"Okay." Shen Yan glanced at the purse on her waist at the beginning, and a few fragments flashed in his mind, which seemed to be a little familiar.

After the two of them were ready, they said goodbye to the old farmer and set off for the mountains again.

The slope at the foot of the mountain is gentle and easy to walk, but the more you get to the back, the more treacherous the road becomes, and the steep place is difficult to walk in, and you will fall deep into the snow when you step on it, and it is quite laborious to pull it out.

Liu Ruyan's face was red from the cold, she wrapped a cloth towel around her neck, and covered her with a big coat outside, still feeling cold in her body.

Looking back at the foot of the mountain, the village was located at the far end of the village, and you could faintly see the smoke of the cooking, and it was already noon.

Overhead, it was half drowsy, and it looked like it was going to snow.

Now it is only halfway up the mountain, and there are few people around, only a few scattered cedars, and you have to climb this mountain to get to the village where Huangzhi is abundant.

Liu Ruyan took a breath, she had no internal strength to support her body, and now she was much more difficult than usual when she crossed the mountains and mountains.

At this time, a slender black shadow passed in front of her, and she looked up and found that Shen Yanchu, who had walked far away, was standing under a cedar tree, tying the rope at one end and throwing it at her at the other end.

"Hold on to the rope." He spoke.

Liu Ruyan stretched out his hand, grabbed one end of the rope, and climbed to the top of the mountain with this force.

Shen Yanchu glanced at her, his toes tapped, and he swept towards the top of the mountain against the wind.

She raised her face, thinking that if she was good, she would be superior, and I would only look up at the ants.

"Hey, I said that you, who are an entourage, don't know how to carry your master up the mountain, don't you see that I can't walk?" Liu Ruyan shouted at the bottom of the mountain.

The man stood in the wind, his white shirt staggered, and only three words were coldly dropped: "You are too heavy." ”

The other party used internal force to bless, and as a result, the aftermath echoed throughout the valley:

"You're too heavy—"

"Too heavy—"

"Heavy-heavy-heavy-heavy-heavy-heavy-heavy-heavy-heavy-heavy-heavy-"

A certain system hidden in the sea of knowledge laughed out loud with a "poof".

Liu Ruyan choked on a mouthful of old blood in her heart, and said secretly: You are light, light as a Piao!

In the evening, the two found the cave to settle down before the snow fell.

Shen Yanchu had already set up a bonfire and roasted a few fatty fish slowly.

Liu Ruyan's feet are slow, when he first entered the hole, he was turning the grilled fish, the golden and crispy fish skin, the oil flowers are bubbling white, to be sprinkled with salt and spices, the fish meat is suddenly full of fresh fragrance.

If it weren't for his expressionless face, she almost suspected that she had recognized the wrong person for a while.

Liu Ruyan untied the big fire, came to the bonfire, sighed, and rubbed his palms: "The cooking skills look good, caught in the ice lake?" ”

Shen Yanchu continued to flip the grilled fish with his right hand, and raised his left hand slightly at her: "This silver ring used is not bad for fishing." ”

Not to mention that she had forgotten it, the ring was still on his hand.

Ye Xun also interjected at the right time: "Yo, it's time to exchange tokens so soon." ”

Liu Ruyan stared at the silver ring, or else, let's cut it.

"The fish is cooked." In front of him, a grilled fish was browned and fragrant.

She took it silently, well, in fact, it is very good to use it for fishing.

She finished eating the fish, but at this moment, the person sitting opposite frowned, walked up to her in a few steps, squatted down, and looked at her quietly with a pair of cold eyes.

In front of the campfire, the two of them could smell their breathing.

Shen Yanchu bent a hand, touched her face, and brushed it around, like a spring swallow skimming over Liu Xiao.

At that time, the cold wind outside the cave was bitter, and the snow was covered for thousands of miles; The fire in the cave shimmered, and the lone shadow became a pair.

She subconsciously squinted, her eyelashes fluttered, casting two shadows on her eyelids, and at the same time reaching out to block his touch: "You! ”

Shen Yanchu spread out his palm, revealing a black stain, and squinted at her with disgust: "The face is dirty, and it looks unsightly." ”

Liu Ruyan didn't laugh angrily: "That's right, get some water for your master, I want to clean my face." ”

She also said casually, but she didn't expect the other party to really find a cloth towel, wrap a small pinch of snow foam, and hand it over after the snow melted.

Taking the cloth in her hand, she wiped it on her face.

Shen Yanchu stood up and looked at the gray sky: "Take advantage of the snow to stop now, hurry up." ”