"Okay, good, senior, you don't have it!"

Shen Li was really afraid that Moro wouldn't come up in one breath and would fall here directly, so it would be difficult for her to drag him back, and if he dragged it for a long time, he would catch a cold, which would be even worse.

After all, although there are medicinal herbs collected by Moro here, she doesn't know anything about it! If she accidentally took some unknown poison again, Moro Zhen would give it to her.

Moro took a few deep breaths, barely suppressed his temperament, and refused to make a sound, only letting Shen Li help him back.

Fortunately, the compound where he lived was not very far from the kitchenette, and it didn't take long to arrive.

Shen Li helped him to the edge of the bed and sat down.

Moro was about to lie down when he was stopped by Shen Li.

"Senior, you wait. Your hair is still wet, and sleeping like this gives you a headache. I'm going to find a piece of cloth. Shen Li said go out.

Moro leaned against the head of the bed and watched her out, sighing tiredly.

After a while, Shen Li returned, but looked at Moro in trouble.

She hadn't taken care of many people, and she was really good at drying someone's hair. And Moro's hair is too long, longer than hers, how can this be wiped dry? Is one piece of cloth enough? Can dry erase and wipe dry? She looked over and borrowed ice ballast all the way......

"Give it to me, you get out."

Moro seemed to see what Shen Li was thinking, and raised his hand towards her.

I don't know what happened to Moro last night, his hands are still a little shaky at this moment.

Shen Li felt guilty, stepped forward to give him the cloth, and said, "I'll go out later, let's help the seniors build the stove first." ”

"No need to ......"

Moro remembered the fact that Shen Li had made a room of cigarettes several times and wanted to refuse.

But Shen Li had already gone to drag the stove to the side of the bed and started to light a fire.

Moro endured the headache, wrapped his hair in a cloth, and said weakly: "Add less firewood...... That's enough, take some carbon from your right and bury two of them...... It's time to ignite...... Hit the flint with a little strength, or the sparks will burn your hands......"

Shen Li listened to what he said without saying a word, and quickly set the fire on fire.

She went out and got a jug of water, and came back to boil it, and went to bring the blankets and cloths of her house for Moroh.

When he returned, Moro had taken off his shoes and lay down, leaning against the bedside pillow.

Shen Li took the wet cloth in his hand, wrapped the other one in his hair, and then covered him with a thick blanket.

"No, I don't need a blanket here, you can take it back and use it yourself." Moro stopped Shen Li.

Shen Li said: "There are other rooms. ”

When Moro heard this, he said nothing, and closed his eyes to recuperate.

The room warmed up, and Moro felt his frozen body begin to warm up, and his consciousness began to feel groggy.

"Senior, ...... you last night" Shen Li remembered the appearance of Moro he saw earlier, and whispered: "Soak yourself in ice water?" But how do I remember that there was no ready-made ice water in the temple? What about you...... How did you get it? ”

Moro opened his eyes and looked at Shen Li, his eyes a little dark.

Thinking of last night, he pursed his lips.

At first he thought it would be enough to shut himself up in the small kitchen and relieve himself for an hour or two, but then not only did he not go down, but he became more and more intense.

By the end of the day, he was barely conscious, desperately in need of a woman......

But there was only Shen Li in the temple, she was an ordinary body, and she was still young, so she definitely couldn't stand him at that time......

"I used the method of space and went to Serincuo Lake." Morro's voice was hoarse than usual, and he said, "I soaked in it for most of the night. ”

Shen Li hissed.

She has personally experienced the temperature of Selincuo Lake.

She had only been in it for less than a minute, and then she passed out.

Moro has been in there for so long......

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Shen Li folded his hands and bowed to Moro reverently, "Outside, there is basically wine on the table during the New Year's holidays. I saw that you made so many dishes beforehand, and you wanted to repay the peach, so you went to pour the altar...... I really didn't know it wasn't wine. ”

Fortunately, Moro is not only not dead, but also not dead.

Otherwise, she would have sinned too much!

Moro stared at Shen Li, but realized that the remaining medicinal properties seemed to be rising again.

He pulled the blanket, bent his legs to prop up, turned his face away from Shen Li with some embarrassment, and said in a dumb voice: "Go out quickly......"

Shen Li thought he was going to rest, so he immediately got up and said, "Senior, you can sleep well, I'm outside, something calls me." ”

Moro mumbled under his breath.

Shen Li turned around and left, and took the door with him.

Moro stared back at the door, gasping for breath.

He wanted to suppress the medicinal properties again, but it was strange, it seemed to be even harder than last night.

In the middle of the night, Moro put his hand in frustration.

……

Outside.

Shen Li thought that Moro should not wake up for a while, so he left and went to the small kitchen.

"Moro is sick...... He doesn't seem to need to eat, but he should...... Supplement? ”

After thinking about it, Shen Li remembered that he had brought back some meat from Shengdamu, and there were some ribs among them.

Although I don't know what kind of animal it is, they are all ribs, and they are all used to make up for the body.

Shen Li went to the door, but he couldn't push the door, so he raised his foot and kicked it open.

"Click-"

The latch snapped and fell to the ground.

The door slammed down.

Without waiting for Shen Li to look inside, an oncoming rich smell directly made Shen Li stunned.

It's not that she doesn't understand anything now, she had a few intimaties with Fu Yinghan when she was there in the ancient Qiang tribe, and she knows very well what this is.

Shen Li hurriedly patted his face and went in.

The small kitchen was in shambles, with a large table of dishes that had not been eaten last night spilled all over the floor, and there were still large ...... on the floor at the door

No wonder Moro stopped her when she was about to kick the door in the morning......

Shen Li's scalp tightened, she went in on tiptoe with bated breath, rummaged through the cabinet that fell to the ground, and finally found the ribs she wanted, she picked them up and hurried away.

"Huh, it seems that a single stew can't be done?"

Shen Li turned back and took a handful of salt and a bag of spices, as well as a pot that could still be used in a small bite.

Then quickly flee.

She went straight back to her room, put the pot on the rack, and added water to it.

Shen Li didn't plan to make it too complicated, it would be too embarrassing for her, just boil it with spices, and then put a handful of salt.

The ribs were still a large piece, so Shen Li had to go back and get the knife.

Back in the room, Shen Li cautiously boiled only a few pieces first, and squatted by the stove to guard.

Finally cooked, Shen Li swallowed his saliva when he smelled the meat, and filled himself a bowl, and the strong man broke his wrist and drank it.

"Vomit...... It's fishy...... Don't have a taste yet...... Why is there still blood foam......"

Shen Li immediately vomited and wondered, "Isn't the spice and salt added enough?" ”

Shen Li poured the soup, re-boiled it, and put another handful of seasonings.

After it is cooked –

"Fuck, it's so fucking salty......"

Again-

"It's hard meat, it's not cooked yet......"

Again—

"and salty......"

After the ninth time, Shen Li, who was in a trance, squatted in front of the stove, and after tasting the light but slightly salty, but edible broth, he got up.

"That's it! I cooked it successfully! ”

Shen Li immediately calculated the proportion of the recipe and boiled more than one pot, but when he turned his head, the ribs were gone.

"Swap the ribs for other meats, the proportions remain the same, and it should be ...... Almost, right? ”