Forget it, for the sake of the master, it will reluctantly sacrifice it. Anyway, the master seems to like this blind man very much. Even his favorite pheasant is reluctant to eat alone, so he wants to share it with this person.
Mo Siyu was very satisfied with the little white mink's performance.
Chu Chuyan touched the little guy in his palm without moving, and agreed: "This mink is really docile. It is indeed a top-quality purebred raised by a girl. It is very spiritual."
The little white mink's ears stood up and then drooped down: Although this man is blind, his eyesight is still good, so the little mink will reluctantly let him lick his noble tail.
The smell of roast chicken spread in the hole, Mo Siyu cut off two chicken legs with a dagger, and stuffed them into Chu Chuyan's hand: "Eat it, eat it while it's hot."
Chu Chuyan held the chicken leg, took a bite, and passed the chicken leg in the other hand to her: "Girl, eat some too."
Mo Siyu scraped off the meat from the pheasant with a dagger, and fed it to Chu Chuyan's lips: "I still have some here, you should eat first, you are injured, so you can't go hungry."
Chu Chuyan swallowed the meat in his mouth, and as soon as he opened his mouth, Mo Siyu stuffed his mouth full of roasted meat.
Although the meat is crispy, it has no condiments, and it tastes like chewy meat in your mouth, which is not delicious, but Chu Chuyan thinks that after living for so many years, this is the most delicious food in his life.
The little white marten was gnawing on the chicken bone beside him, and a slight swallowing and chewing sound could be heard at the hole.
When Mo Siyu stuffed the pheasant wings into Chu Chuyan's hand again, Chu Chuyan refused to take it: "I'm full, girl, eat by yourself."
Mo Siyu blinked: "I'm full so soon, just eat this little?"
"Well, I have an injury on my body, maybe I don't have an appetite." Chu Chu said: "Young lady should eat enough by herself. After all, I am here to recuperate, and I have to rely on the young lady."
Hearing what he said, Mo Siyu stuffed a few more fruits into his hands, sat on the ground and gnawed on the pheasant.
The faint sound of the flute went from near to far, and gradually no sound could be heard.
Chu Chuyan groped to the entrance of the cave, and listened for a while, until the sound of the flute disappeared from his ears, and clenched his fists.
The sound of the flute was gone, and the group who had come in with him had gone away.
So, too!
I just don't know what will happen if the Chu family knows that he has not come out of the forbidden area?
Seeing him standing at the entrance of the cave without moving for a long time, Mo Siyu asked, "Do you want to bask in the sun? I'll take you to sit on the rock slab."
Chu Chuyan nodded, held the bamboo flute, and was led by Mo Siyu to sit on the rock slab.
The warm sun shines on the body, and you can feel the warmth of spring, the gentle breeze blowing, the smell of green grass and the sweet fragrance of fresh fruits around.
"The humidity is too heavy today, and it will probably rain tomorrow." Sitting beside Chu Chuyan, Mo Siyu continued to weave rattan.
Chu Chuyan put the bamboo flute to his lips and played a song of Sauvignon Blanc.
The tune is melodious but sad, revealing a touch of sadness, Mo Siyu thought to himself, although Brother Yan came to look for him, he must still hate himself in his heart.
Any man who is robbed of his beloved woman by a good friend will have an impact on his self-esteem, regardless of his feelings.
At the end of the song, Mo Siyu broke the silence: "This song is good, is it good, brother, do you miss someone?"
"En." Chu Chuyan admitted without thinking.
Mo Siyu: "..."
Let's see, let's see, it's worth being with Brother Yan for so long, and you can guess right.
Mo Siyu asked tentatively: "Is it a woman? I wonder what that woman looks like in Xiongtai's heart?"