The moon was full of stars in the night sky, and Fang Han and Bai Jie stood together, hugging beside the lake with the moon reflected.

Under this night sky, it looks quite charming, and from a distance it looks like a scene in a painting, which makes people watch this scene without forgetting it.

Fang Han stood on the side of the bonfire on the shore, holding Bai Jie in his arms all the time and refusing to let go, Bai Jie lowered his head and snuggled in Fang Han's arms, neither of them spoke, and the scene was silent for a while.

After a long time, Fang Han suddenly felt the woman in his arms, as if he moved, and lowered his head to look.

Immediately after, the two looked at each other, and their eyes met.

Seeing Bai Jie's moist and red eyes, Fang Han subconsciously stretched out his hand and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Bai Jie's eyes as he had done to Xiaohuan.

As everyone knows, Fang Han's ordinary but ordinary behavior made Bai Jieqiao's face crimson, and she couldn't help but have an indescribable feeling in her heart for Fang Han.

"Now you... Can be let go... I'm right. ”

Bai Jie's voice was like a mosquito, intermittent, and he blushed and said to Fang Handao.

"Oh, good."

Fang Han didn't think too much, and seeing that this woman didn't shout and kill again, he let go of the other party.

Bai Jie broke away from Fang Han's clutches, his face changed as quickly as turning a book, and he said gloomily: "Tonight's incident, we should treat it as if it never happened, you and I have to rot this matter in our stomachs, if you let the third one know about it, I will definitely fight with you to the end!" ”

"Got it, I didn't care much about this, I just want to eat my roast chicken now."

Fang Han looked indifferent and didn't care, put his hands behind his back, and turned around and walked towards the bonfire.

"You!"

Bai Jie saw that Fang Han's attitude was so casual, and he stomped on it in displeasure.

Came to the bonfire and sat down, smelling the roast chicken on the water spirit sword, and the smell of roast chicken was ripe, and Fang Han's saliva was about to flow down.

He took out the knife element from the storage bag, plus a small bottle specially filled with spices, and used the knife element to cut off a piece of chicken and sprinkle the prepared spices.

Taking a deep breath, the delicious aroma of chicken came from his hand, and a sense of lingering joy rose in Fang Han's heart, "I'm afraid I'm the only one in the entire Zhao Kingdom who can make such a delicacy." ”

After simply boasting about that, he put the fragrant chicken pieces in his hand and put them in his mouth.

At this time, a blue figure quickly swept by, and the chicken piece in Fang Han's hand disappeared instantly, allowing Fang Han to bite down and pounce into the air, and the upper and lower teeth collided with each other.

Fang Han was stunned for a moment, and turned her head to look at Bai Jie on the side, her Qianqianyu was already holding a piece of roasted chicken in her hand.

"What are you doing robbing my chicken!" Fang Han's face turned dark and he said unhappily.

"You said you wanted to compensate me before, what's wrong with me taking a piece to eat?" Bai Jie raised her eyebrows, pursed her lips and said stiffly.

"Okay, okay, you eat, you eat." Fang Han was speechless, and shook his head helplessly.

He had to cut off a piece of chicken again, sprinkle it with spices as he would, and chew it without waiting for him to put it in his mouth.

Bai Jie on the side suddenly screamed, her beautiful eyes were full of color, and she sincerely praised the chicken piece that was bitten on her hand: "This chicken is charred on the outside and tender on the inside, oily but not greasy, and with spices sprinkled on the outside, it adds to the delicious taste of the chicken, which is endlessly memorable!" ”

Hearing Bai Jie's words of praise, the corners of Fang Han's mouth rose and the tip of his nose turned high, his whole person swelled up and his eyebrows fluttered, and he smiled conceitedly: "That's not to see who made it, it's not that I blow my roast chicken technique and unique spices, who can compare to me in the entire Zhao Kingdom!" ”

"It turns out that his name is Fang Han, it's really a special name."

Bai Jie was slightly stunned.

"Fang Han, you have such a wonderful technique for roasting chicken, could it be that before you joined Qingyunmen, your family specialized in making chickens?" Bai Jie blinked and said something amazing.

"I don't have a home."

"Liar, how can you not have a home?" Bai Jie questioned.

"My parents have both passed away, my sister has died, and I am the only one left alive." Fang Han's expression remained unchanged, and he said indifferently, as if he was saying another ordinary, but ordinary thing.

"How so!"

Bai Jie was taken aback, a little incredulous, and looked at Fang Han with wide eyes.

Sitting in front of the bonfire, under the light of the fire, Fang Han had no expression on his face, and he added a handful of firewood to the bonfire.

Under Bai Jie's shocked and unexpected expression, he said to himself: "This is when I was ten years old, and at that time I..."

Fang Han told his words and deeds, word by word, his past experience of living in the village when he was a child, Bai Jie listened to Fang Han talk about his past, and sat down beside him with great interest, looking at him with a serious face and listening silently.

She couldn't help but worry about Fang Han when she heard Fang Han talk about his parents, from his parents to his sister, and then when Fang Han was sneered at by the villagers.

Fortunately, Fang Han knew what he could talk about and what he couldn't say, so he told some general things.

The important things of the magic skills and the subsequent cultivation were covered up by him in another way.

After Bai Jie listened to Fang Han's words, her gaze became complicated when she looked at Fang Han.

It was hard for her to imagine that Fang Han, who seemed to have an indifferent face, had such a tragic experience when she was young.

Looking at it like this, Bai Jie felt that the cold in front of her was a little less annoying.

After Fang Han finished telling what he had just said, he didn't continue to speak, he just held the chicken in his hand and ate it.

Bai Jie, who sat next to him, didn't say a word, just looked at the bonfire in front of him silently, not knowing what he was thinking and thinking.

After Fang Han finished eating all the chicken pieces, he touched his hand and supported his stomach a little, and he lay down straight down from half-sitting on the ground.

Lying on the ground with his hands as pillows, he raised his eyes to see the stars in the night sky, sniffed the woman next to him, Bai Jie, and rested for a while with a unique fragrance coming from her body.

Bai Jie's beautiful eyes looked at the cold lying on the ground, a breeze gently blew, Bai Jie fluttered her hair fluttering in the wind around her ears, and the ghosts and gods were the same as Fang Han, lying on the ground and looking at the stars in the sky.

Fang Han glanced at Bai Jie beside him, and quickly turned his head over, as if nothing had happened.

Sleepless nights.

In this way, one night passed, the moon quietly disappeared in the sky, the sky gradually revealed the white of the fish's belly, and the red glow of the first sun shone on the earth.

When it was time for Fang Han to leave, he got up and half-sat on the ground, his eyes on Bai Jie, who was lying beside him.

I saw that Bai Jie had already closed her eyes and fell asleep unconsciously.

Seeing this, Fang Han chuckled lightly at the corner of his mouth, took off the coat he was wearing, and lightly covered the other party with his hands and feet.

Then, he kissed her red lips and turned away.