Lin Muxi looked at the pheasant lying on the ground not far away, his eyes were puzzled, "How can there be pheasants here?" ”

"I don't know where they came from. ”

"I woke up and saw two or three chickens pop up. A few of them have fallen into the pit, and one has been eaten by the little lions, and I want to keep one for you, and scare them away with a knife, and if you don't come back, the pheasants will be eaten by them. ”

When Lin Muxi heard this, he didn't immediately pick up the chickens, but helped her and said, "They ate and ate them." The injury on your back is not healed, what are you running? ”

"What if the wound bursts?" Lin Muxi said and looked at Weaving's back.

Oriori tightened Lin Muxi's coat and said, "I'm fine." ”

Lin Muxi saw that Weaving still refused to show him the injury on her back, so he only asked a few more words, "Are you sure it's okay?" ”

"I'm fine, don't worry." Weaving raised a smile, "Didn't you see me alive?" ”

"Alright, you leave me alone, get the chicken."

This chicken was specially left for Lin Muxi.

"I'll help you back first."

Lin Muxi helped Oriori back, picked up the chicken according to Oriori's request, and then went back to pick up the fish and stones that he had just thrown on the ground halfway.

He put the fish in his backpack, held the stone in his arms, and carried the water he brought back with his other hand, living like a young man from the mountain village, he grinned, showed two rows of white teeth, and asked, "Oriori, I brought back the fish you want to eat." ”

"I'll stew fish soup for you later."

On the way back, he also dug up some wild vegetables that could be put into the soup to enhance the flavor, but unfortunately there was no tofu.

Weaving looked at the big stone in Lin Muxi's arms and asked, "You don't want to use this stone to make a pot, do you?" ”

Lin Muxi nodded and smiled, "Smart." ”

Oriori silently swallowed back the words that it was actually okay to eat grilled fish.

After Lin Muxi chiseled the stone with an axe into the desired shape, he began to pour the water pot, and when the water boiled, Lin Muxi began to deal with the pheasant, and he wrapped the pheasant in leaves and put it back in the fire according to the way Weaving said.

After he had finished handling the chickens, the fire was turned on, and he threw the fish he had prepared by the lake into the pot, but fortunately, he carried a simple condiment with him in his bag, and after he sprinkled salt into the soup, he took an axe and went to the forest to chop the wood that would be used for the campfire tonight.

Weaving looked at Lin Muxi's busy appearance and sighed silently, he was really hardworking.

It's simply a male version of the snail girl.

When the fish soup is cooked, the sun slowly sets, about three or four o'clock in the afternoon.

Lin Muxi helped Weaving to sit by the campfire, and in a short period of time, he actually made two small wooden bowls and wooden spoons out of wood.

The bowls and spoons he weaves are noticeably more elaborate than his, one looking like a saleable product and the other a discarded failure.

Weaving looked at the wooden bowl, "Lin Muxi, it's okay." If you don't want to be an actor, you can support yourself as a craftsman. ”

Lin Muxi smiled lightly and said, "It's just that this level is still far from it." ”

Lin Muxi said as he scooped out the fish soup in the stone pot with a big spoon, and chopsticks picked out the fish meat without thorns and put it into the weaving bowl.

After he helped Weaving and Weaving scoop it up, he took the bowl and the small spoon with his hand, scooped up a piece of fish meat with the small spoon, put it to his mouth and blew it very naturally, and then handed it to Weaving's mouth, "Taste it, is it okay?" ”

His voice was full of hope, and his eyes were shining as he looked at her, and his eyes were full of natural anticipation.

Weaving looked at the crystal fresh fish in front of him, tilted his head back slightly, raised his hand and shook it in front of Lin Muxi's eyes, "Lin Muxi, I have a back injury, not a hand injury." What are you doing? ”

When Lin Muxi heard this, Jun's face turned red, and he said in a trembling voice, "Ah." I. I forgot. ”

"You... You.. Eat it yourself. ”

Lin Muxi said as he carefully put the bowl on the weaving hand, then lowered his eyes and stirred in the stone pot with a big spoon.

"Lin Muxi, you've been very strange lately." Weaving swallows the fish in a small spoon in one bite, which is tender and smooth, soft and delicate.

"Blushing at every turn, stammering." Weaving paused and said, "You're still so kind to me, you won't like me, will you?" ”

Lin Muxi stirred for a moment, he slowly looked up at her, and asked in a calm tone, "Can't you?" “

His slightly trembling hand on the wooden spoon betrayed the normal emotions in his heart.

Weaving heard the action of eating, she swallowed the fish and soup in her mouth, licked her translucent and moist lips, and smiled awkwardly, "Didn't you say that you would never like me?" ”

Weaving has never felt so embarrassed, the previous love was needed by the plot, she was just busy walking the plot and completing the task, like an emotionless machine, and she didn't have time to experience the feelings between people.

The previous love was inexplicable in Oriori's opinion, she had warned those people early in the morning, but they still liked her inexplicably.

They hadn't been with her for a few days and didn't know her at all, but they could easily say they liked her.

She didn't believe in this ethereal, groundless feeling, so she refused decisively.

"I regret it." Lin Muxi looked at her with a frank look in his eyes, "Is it too late to regret it now?" ”

When Lin Muxi first realized his feelings for Weaving, he was only at a loss, he didn't know exactly when he fell in love with her, but when his eyes always followed her unconsciously, he knew that he was finished.

He didn't care how much he would be slapped in the face after he said it.

Chasing his wife, not chilling.

If the slap in the face can make Oriori accept him, he is willing to slap his face swollen.

Weaving silently said, "It's too late, how can there be regret medicine in the world." ”

Lin Muxi looked at her eating, the corners of her lips couldn't help but rise, and said, "I think it's too late." ”

Oriori showed her momentum of rejecting others and said, "I definitely won't like you anyway, I advise you to give up." ”

"Okay, I got it."

Weaving buried his head in eating, but his ears were erected.

Ay?

Gone?

What about the lines in the back?

Why will I never give up, I will always wait for you to change your mind, and wait for the sensual love words?

Why is it gone?

Oriori lifted her face from the bowl and asked with a wary and suspicious look in her eyes, "Gone?" ”

Lin Muxi raised his hand, and Oriori nervously moved his face back, but he just took her empty bowl and helped her scoop a bowl of fish soup and meat.

Embarrassed.

Weaving took the wooden bowl expressionlessly, she just thought that Lin Muxi was going to kiss her or touch her face, but this guy was just serving her food.

He probably didn't see it.

"I'm rejecting you." Weaving reminded Lin Muxi again.

Lin Muxi said, "I heard it, my ears are not deaf, it is very good." ”