"Well——, it's a little hot, but it's not too hot. Please search (product book) to see the most complete!

When Leng Tingjun was thinking about seven thoughts, eight thoughts, and nine thoughts, Wu Zi was stunned, and the snow-white soft wattle of the petite girl was already on Leng Tingjun's forehead, and she was looking back and forth, and muttered like this.

Leng Tingjun "......"

Embarrassment

At first glance, when he heard his baby sister say this, Leng Tingjun's old face couldn't help but turn red again.

Because, although Su Mohan said it vaguely, our Leng Da President already understood this 'truth' in seconds.

The so-called is somewhat hot......

Emmmmmmm——, he would never tell Mo, it was because his face was red and hot. And that's not too hot...... It's because he really doesn't have a fever. ==

"Huh~~, why is it suddenly a little hot again?"

At this moment, on the other side of the 'curtain', there was a pleasant female voice unique to a petite girl, and Su Mohan only heard a soft sigh and said.

While saying this, the petite girl stretched out her hand again and probed carefully on Leng Tingjun's smooth and full forehead.

After a long time, he sighed softly:

"Tsk, that's weird. I don't have a fever. ”

"Yes, silently, my brother didn't have a fever. ”

Hearing Su Mohan's words, silently feeling Su Mohan's tender white hand, wandering on his forehead, when he heard the last words of the petite girl, President Leng finally couldn't hold back anymore, rushed out, muttered quietly, and defended himself.

Although, his defense, in front of his always strong baby sister, still seems so pale and powerless.

"Leng Tingjun——, are you sure?"

Su Mohan raised his eyebrows.

"Uh-huh, sure, I'm sure. ”

When President Leng heard this, he nodded busily.

"Well, since you're so sure, then...... Let's do this for now. However, Leng Tingjun, if you feel that something is wrong later, don't put up with it yourself, remember to tell me as soon as possible, do you know?"

"Uh-huh, I see, silently-"

Hearing this, Leng Tingjun nodded in response.

"That'...... Now for now. Our clothes or something, put them there now, let the campfire dry, and then wear them when they're dry. ”

Su Mohan commanded like this.

"Uh-huh. My brother listened silently. ”

For his precious sister's decision, Leng Tingjun was a thousand or ten thousand happy supporters and promises.

"Well, that's it. Leng Tingjun——, are you hungry, I'll make us grilled fish. You wait a minute. Later, we'll have something to eat. ”

Settle everything out. Whatever will put all this aside for the time being. Turning to something else.

That is, her and her stupid brother's 'livelihood plan'.

It's already noon when he speaks. Because of the little accident just now, she and her stupid brother didn't have lunch.

So what are you waiting for?

So, Su Mohan left such a sentence behind himself, and went to the bonfire to grill the fish.

Who knows, when the cold president on the side of the 'curtain' heard this, he also quickly walked towards the bonfire, and one step ahead of her had already washed and cut the fish that had been bent on a thick branch:

"Look at you silently, ——, you need to do such heavy work? ”

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