Chapter 532

"This kind of herb grows in deep mountains and can be used when it is fresh. It will produce toxin after picking for more than ten minutes," Zhan Mochen said. "Moreover, there are several poisonous herbs that look very similar to chicken stumbling block. If they are careless, they will be confused. Businessmen should be prudent and dare not use them casually."

Mingshu listened with relish: "that artificial planting is not good?"

Zhan Mo Chen shook his head: "the seed is not alive."

"Oh," Mingshu nodded, "I understand. If I like to eat, we'll have to do it several times in the future, or we won't be able to eat it when we go back."

She has a problem. She not only likes delicious food, but also hates to eat it every day.

There is a saying that delicacies are always annoying.

She eats enough of what she likes, which leads to less and less of what she likes now.

Now, what makes her like it persistently and go to eat every other day is hot pot. Even the steak that she used to like very much now she doesn't like it any more.

No matter how delicious the food is, if you have enough, it's not as good as steamed bread and rice. I have no appetite at all.

Mingshu thinks it's good.

Otherwise, with her greediness, what would she like to eat?

Some nearby are OK. If it's far away, I want to eat but can't eat it. How hard is it?

Or what you like to eat, just eat enough at one go, and don't worry about it any more!

"Good!" Zhan Mo Chen chuckles, "many deep mountains have this kind of chicken trip. Whenever you like to eat, I can take you."

"Good!" Mingshu Tiantian smiles at him.

Looking at her sweet and beautiful smile, Zhan Mo Chen's smile expands, and can't help rubbing her back.

The aroma is getting stronger and stronger.

Under Mingshu's ardent expectation, Huaji is finally ripe.

Zhan Mo Chen takes the chicken out and cleans it up. He tears a chicken leg and hands it to Mingshu. Mingshu tears another chicken leg and hands it to him.

Two people look at each other a smile, in the eye sweet infinite.

As the sun sets, they sit on the hillside, watching the sunset blow the evening wind and gnawing chicken legs.

Mingshu side to eat while laughing, "in front of such a beautiful scenery gnawing chicken legs, as if some evil scenery."

Zhan Mo Chen laughs, "food is the people's priority."

"The first thing to be satisfied is to have a full stomach," Gu Shu said

Zhan Mo Chen nodded, "yes."

Mingshu tilts her head to look at him. She turns her eyes around his handsome face and tight figure, and winks at him, "full of warmth, think about erotic bath..."

Looking at her like the eyes of Diao opera, Zhan Mo Chen couldn't laugh or cry, and rubbed her back brain hard, "don't want to get up tomorrow, do you?"

Mingshu buried her face in his shoulder and chuckled, "brother Zhan, you've learned bad, you can tell dirty jokes!"

Zhan Mo Chen has no choice but to see her, "isn't that what I learned from you?"

"Where is it?" Mingshu looks up at him and refuses to admit it.

War Mo Chen rubs her head, "good, eat first, cold not delicious."

"Mm-hmm," Mingshu ate a mouthful of meat and looked at Zhan Mochen with a crooked head and a smile: "brother Zhan, it's delicious! I'm not so anxious about eating when I'm with you. If I'm with others, I'll eat more and talk less! With you, I can't help but want to talk to you Brother Zhan, don't you dislike my chatter? "

"No," Zhan Mo Chen looked at her, beautiful eyes let Mingshu see reluctant to blink: "I like you to talk to me."

He doesn't like to talk, but he likes the way Mingshu chatters in front of him.

Her voice is beautiful, such as the big beads and small beads falling on the jade plate in poetry, which is sweet and sweet with honey.

Especially when coquetry, soft waxy, give the feeling of a feather scratched on the tip of the heart, crisp, itchy.

He has long noticed that Mingshu's voice is soft only when she talks to him. Like marshmallow, her eyes are bright and charming, with deep love, dependence and trust.

Every time he was looked at like that by her, he felt that he was the most important person in her life and that she was his responsibility. He could not help but treat her better and better and let her be the happiest person in the world.

"That's good!" Mingshu kisses him and says happily, "I don't know what's wrong. When I'm with you, I like to talk very much. I want to tell you everything. It's so strange."

"It's no surprise," Zhan Mo Chen rubbed her head and chuckled. "We are the closest people in the world. It's normal for you to say anything to me. I speak most in front of you every day."

And Mingshu together, Mingshu really said more, he said less, but outside, he is more silent.

If circumstances permit, he can keep silent all day.He doesn't have social phobia, but he doesn't have the desire to communicate with others.

He enjoys the quietness brought by silence. He thinks it takes a lot of effort to speak and silence is golden.

Only when he is with Mingshu can he have the desire to communicate.

He listened carefully to every word Mingshu said, and he would seriously respond to every question Mingshu raised. When he needed to answer, he would be careful and detailed, and no longer felt that it took much effort to speak.

Love can really change a person a lot.

Two people eat the whole chicken, another person ate a cucumber from the courtyard, clear mouth, Mingshu eat contented.

She patted her stomach and sighed, "so happy!"

Zhan Mo Chen amusingly rubs her head and takes her into his arms.

Mingshu nestles in his arms, two people quietly nestle together, watching the setting sun set in the west, the rabbit rise in the East.

The wind is getting louder and louder, insects and birds chirp, streams sing, the vast world, no traffic, no voices, only quietly nestle up to him and her.

After a long time, Mingshu chuckled and said, "brother Zhan, can you sit with me until dawn like this if I don't speak?"

Zhan Mo Chen rubs her head, smiles and nods.

It does.

He felt that it was very good for two people to sit quietly like this, and the heart was full of unspeakable tranquility and satisfaction.

Mingshu lies in his arms, laughing.

Enough of laughing, she hooks Zhan Mo Chen's neck and kisses his lips.

Zhan Mo Chen quickly turns back to the main, and the situation becomes more and more fierce. Mingshu is pressed on the ground by Zhan Mo Chen.

Just for a moment, Zhan Mo Chen's arm force, turned over, he padded under, let Mingshu lie on his body.

Mingshu is lying on him and smiles at him. Her dark eyes are bright, like black grapes soaking in ice water. They are so beautiful that people can't move their eyes.

Zhan Mo Chen gently kisses up.

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