Deng Hu looked at it and saw that he had nothing to do, so he went to help Xiao Jin dig wild vegetables. He still had a little impression of wild vegetables.

Duanmu Yan fiddled with the fire and asked Tang Jiaren: "Why are you looking for it again? Don't you know the danger ahead?"

Tang Jiaren said, "When it's time to eat, I miss you very much."

Duanmu Yan fiddled with firewood's hand and paused slightly.

Tang Jiaren continued: "In order not to let you starve yourself to death, Tang Jiaren, the eldest disciple of Biaozang, decided to send you to... By the way, where are you going?"

Duanmu Yan's touch was extinguished by a basin of cold water before the heat could rise to the highest point. Duanmu Yan said to himself: I knew when she looked like that, and she didn't think of him at all. Her head was not small, what were you thinking about all day long? Could it be that damn Xiuxiu? After returning to the palace, he decided to raise a dog, and his name was Xiuxiu.

He was angry in his heart and shouted at Tang Jiaren: "Go back to the palace and return to the palace! I have said it many times! I want to go back to the palace!"

Tang Jiaren was yelled and her scalp was troubled. She nodded quickly and said, "Okay, okay, go back to the palace and return to the palace..." She looked at Duanmu Yan like a cat, "Don't yell."

Duanmu Yan felt that Tang Jiaren seemed to be a little afraid of him. This feeling was really... so good. His face cleared a little, and the corners of his lips were bent quietly.

However, Tang Jiaren muttered in a low voice: "The mouth is a little smelly. If it affects my appetite, it will be bad."

Duanmu Yan's bent lips, after trembling for a few times, finally let go of it. He stared at Chaihuo and said, "You can just get angry to death."

Tang Jiaren's lips bent and she smiled and said, "How can I bear it?"

Duanmu Yan looked at Tang Jiaren and asked weakly: "What is the next sentence?"

Tang Jiaren replied honestly: "I'm so angry that I'm so angry, who's cooking?"

Duanmu Yan held the dry food cake and smirked loudly: "Ha! Ha! Ha!"

The dry food cakes were shattered by him, turned into shavings, and floated towards the ground.

Duanmu Yan turned to see Tang Jiaren, but disappeared. He subconsciously looked up and looked around, but he didn't see anyone. He was suspicious and was about to put down the dry food cake, but found that he had a head under his command!

Tang Jiaren was lying on the ground, opening her mouth to pick up the dry food crumbs from his hand.

Duanmu Yan widened his eyes, looking disbelief, and asked, "Is it delicious?"

Tang Jiaren stuffed a date into her mouth and said, "It's okay to eat it with green dates."

Duanmu Yan frowned and asked, "Where did the dates come from?"

"It's knotted on the tree." Tang Jiaren sat up, touched her face, and confirmed that there were dry grain crumbs, then pinched it with her fingers and put it in her mouth. Oh, by the way, there is another thing that Tang Jiaren didn't admit to killing her, which was to eat it. Date was originally knotted from the tree. She didn't say she wouldn't let her eat it, and no one was qualified to mess around.

Duanmu Yan thought of the days when he couldn't eat, and after a little thought, he felt a little pity. Tang Jiaren had no father or mother, and she must have lived a wandering life when she was a child, so she was so addicted to eating as if she was alive, right?

His eyes softened a little, like a river of spring water. He reached out and touched Tang Jiaren's head and said, "When I return to the palace, I will treat you kindly."

Duanmu Yan looks like Concubine Lian. Before entering the palace, Concubine Lian was already the most beautiful beauty in the world. After entering the palace, he was even more proud of his holy family, leaving the harem with three thousand pinks without color. At present, although Duanmu Yan is wearing coarse cloth clothes, his luxurious temperament, gorgeous face, and gentle eyes are all charming poisons.

Tang Jiaren looked at Duanmu Yan with her eyes a little straightened.

Duanmu Yan smiled and said, "You can think about what you want from me at that time."

Tang Jiaren stretched out her two fingers.

Duanmu Yan asked: "What does this mean? Didn't you stretch out four fingers before?"

Tang Jiaren said, "No, I have reached five fingers before, but you don't know. I'm talking about something else now. You forgot that when you asked me for steamed buns, you said that you would satisfy my wish. Now you promised to go back to the palace and treat me kindly." He shook his two fingers, "These are two promises."

Duanmu Yan grabbed Tang Jiaren's two fingers and said, "Yes, these are two promises. The former has something to do with you, and the latter has something to do with me."

Tang Jiaren asked: "Serious?"

Duanmu Yan replied: "Extremely serious!"

Tang Jiaren squinted her eyes and smiled like a little fox who could eat a chicken.

Duanmu Yan's heart is as warm as spring.

The reason why fate is precious is that this kind of thing depends on whether it takes a long time, but when it passes by, it can hold the other person's hand.

Duanmu Yan thought of something and asked, "You said it five times just now? Did you remember it wrong?" How could she have seen it five times? At most four times.

Tang Jiaren said seriously: "It's really five times." After saying that, she stretched out her hand, shook it, and sighed softly: "Hey... I think this is not good, you always sway in front of me with your bare ass."

Duanmu Yan pointed his finger at his nose, pulled his voice high, and said, "I?!"

Tang Jiaren pointed Duanmu Yan's nose with her hand and said seriously: "Yes, it's you." The loneliness on her expression seemed a little unwilling to accept it. "I originally said that people are monkeys becoming, but I don't believe it. I think there is a big difference between people and monkeys. At least, we don't have a tail. After seeing you, I realized that people are really monkeys becoming. Look, you have a tail, but it grows in front and not on your butt." When your eyes opened, it became bright and bright. "Duanmu Yan, look at the monkey's tail, can you roll up the tree trunk and echo back and forth. Can you?"

Duanmu Yan looked down at his crotch and felt that it was a little hot, a little stiff, and a little... it hurts.

He resisted the urge to go wild, turned around, preventing Tang Jiaren from staring at her, and then took a deep breath, hoarse voice, and squeezed out two words in a stiff voice: "No."

Tang Jiaren showed hope on her face, but she also let go and said, "Yes, the monkey's tail is so long, your...so short."

Yours are so short? Yours are so short! Yours are so short!!!

One sentence, five words, stimulated the unparalleled sixth prince, and immediately raised the dry food cake in his hand and covered Tang Jiaren's face! He stood up in anger, pulled open his belt, and roared: "Who is short?! Who is short! Show it clearly for me..."

Tang Jiaren wiped her face, grabbed the earth covered with ants, threw it directly into Duanmu Yan's crotch, and roared: "Short tail! You are the short tail!" From then on, the three words "Short tail" became the hatred of the Sixth Prince, and also became his nickname. I can't get rid of it.

Duanmu Yan was crazy! He shook and shook, shaking off the soil, but he couldn't shake off the ants.

When Xiao Jin and Deng Hu came back, they saw that the Sixth Prince was playing hooligans.

There are many scenes of playboys teasing good women. Who is not about lifting a woman's skirt and looking at her feet, or placing her hands into a woman's chest to touch her breasts, but the Sixth Prince is really a clear stream from the folk! Seeing this hooligan playing, he took off his pants and showed it to others. Tsk tsk... It's different, different, and it's really a unique feeling in his heart.

Xiao Jin and Deng Hu were afraid of being silenced, so they put down the little wild boar, turned around together, and continued to dig wild vegetables. Why is this wild vegetable so difficult to find!

Perhaps this quarrel left a bad impression on each other, and the two of them refused to pay attention to each other.

The atmosphere was a bit solemn. The Sixth Prince held a murderous look on his face, snatched the dagger and stabbed it into the flesh with one knife, then quickly peeled, clenched the bones, and chopped the meat. Tang Jiaren only stared at the fire, and didn't even dare to float around, for fear of seeing blood.

Logically speaking, people like her who are addicted to eating as much as their lives should not be afraid of blood. The meat that was bitten in her mouth was bloody before it was cooked. It was a bit a bit and the customer service couldn't help but dare not look at the blood, and it would fade away at first glance.

Xiao Jin and Deng Hu left and returned, and took the initiative to wash all the wild vegetables.

Duanmuyan picked up another concave pot, glanced at Tang Jiaren, used his fist to restore it to its original appearance, then boiled water, picked some sweet wild vegetables, simply scalded them in boiling water, took them out, crushed them, threw them into salt and stirred them for a few times.

The fat meat on the little wild boar was slapped on the pot with a vicious oil. After the oil was released, the small garlic found from the pile of wild vegetables was thrown into the pot, stir-frying it and garlic aroma. Then the wild boar meat slices were put into the pot, frying them one by one, sprinkling some salt, and then using branches as chopsticks, picking up thin slices of meat, making them into rolls, and eating with green wild vegetable juice.

The meat of the wild boar is not easy to chew, but the wild boar is very small and the meat is fat and tender. Especially after being cut into small slices, the taste is the same as that of the pork and has a great taste.

Tang Jiaren swallowed her saliva, slowly moved her butt, approached the pot, picked up the wooden branches that Deng Hu had prepared, imitated Duan Muyan's appearance, picked up a bite of fat slices of meat, dipped them in Duan Muyan's bowl, and then put them into her mouth to swallow. She closed her eyes so much that she almost swallowed her tongue.

The fresh wild boar meat is very plump and tender, slightly greasy, and is wrapped in sweet wild vegetable juice. It not only relieves the greasyness, but also makes it sweeter and more delicious. This contradictory taste instantly conquered Tang Jiaren's taste buds.

Duanmu Yan didn't say anything, just kept cutting, throwing and barbing meat.

Tang Jiaren didn't speak, but kept picking up meat, dipping juice, and eating meat.

Duanmu Yan thought: You are a starving ghost to death!

Tang Jiaren thought: You are exhausted and you are a life-threatening ghost!

Xiao Jin and Deng Hu swear that they really watched Tang Jiaren eat the whole wild boar! The wild boar is not big, only about one hundred pounds! One hundred pounds!

After eating, Tang Jiaren slapped her mouth and found a place to be in a cool place. She covered her face with big leaves, spread her limbs and slept carelessly.

Duanmu Yan silently bit the dry food into his mouth. He swears that he really only ate a piece of fresh meat.

Xiao Jin and Deng Hu silently picked up the bones and made soup.
Chapter completed!