What's the most on the mountain? Not grass, not trees, but rocks.

Chen Sanqiu used his sickle to hook the hot rocks into the cave, and spread them out in the passage where the slightly wet red python lived.

After that, he spread the sand on top of the rocks that were extremely hot to the point that they were roasted. At around eight in the evening, a place where he could finally lie down and sleep was finally done in Chen Sanqiu's hands.

Once he solved the problem of sleeping, his stomach started to contend with Chen Sanqiu.

Today was the first day Chen Sanqiu had eaten a bowl of porridge. Even now, he still had not eaten.

He regretted not listening to his mother, Qin Lianxiang's words and brought some steamed buns up the mountain. Right now, forget about steamed buns, it was already good enough to have some bark to eat.

At this moment, a rumbling sound came from Zhao Lingling's stomach.

Chen Sanqiu raised his head to look at Zhao Ling Ling Ling, who immediately blushed red and quickly covered her stomach, as if trying to stop it from rumbling.

However, his stomach just didn't listen to what Zhao Lingling said, and the gurgling sound became louder.

"Hm."

Seeing Chen Sanqiu looking at his with a face full of smiles, Zhao Lingling was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a hole to hide in.

"What are you looking at?" Look, I, I, I won't care about you anymore. " Zhao Ling Ling shyly rolled her eyes at Chen Sanqiu, who looked at her in such a cute manner, causing Chen Sanqiu to gulp down a mouthful of saliva.

Beautiful to eat with, beautiful to eat with.

He was even hungrier now.

"No, we need to find something to eat." Chen Sanqiu muttered: "It's fine if you're hungry, but if your wife is so hungry that her eyes roll up, then that's not good."

Zhao Ling Ling's heart immediately became even more bashful, her heart was beating faster, her mouth pouted as she angrily said to Chen Sanqiu, "Who's your wife, don't talk nonsense."

"If she isn't my wife, then she's my target. How can I let my target starve?" Chen Sanqiu laughed and said.

Zhao Lingling blushed with shame and said angrily, "Who is your target? Go and find the little widow Li. I'm not your target."

After saying this, Zhao Lingling immediately felt very regretful.

When Chen Sanqiu heard Zhao Lingling's words, he could not help but giggle. Looking at Zhao Lingling's flushed face, he said, "Widow Li is as pretty as you."

The scene became more and more ambiguous. Looking at Chen Sanqiu's handsome face that was just inches away from his, Zhao Ling lowered his head in embarrassment and did not say a word.

Seeing that he was fine, Chen Sanqiu stopped chasing them. Instead, he stretched his body and stretched his legs a bit. Then, he held onto the sickle and started to walk out of the cave.

Hearing Chen Sanqiu's actions, Zhao Ling Ling Ling immediately raised her head, and saw Chen Sanqiu's desperate move, she immediately turned pale white, and anxiously pulled on Chen Sanqiu's arm.

"Where are you going?" Zhao Ling Ling asked Chen Sanqiu anxiously.

Chen Sanqiu turned around and smiled at Zhao Ling Ling, "It's nothing, I'm going to get something to eat. When I came over, there was an apple tree on top, I went over to pick two."

Zhao Ling Ling was unwilling to let Chen Sanqiu go out, she immediately grabbed Chen Sanqiu's arm, not allowing him to move an inch.

Feeling that soft touch from his arm, Chen Sanqiu's entire body shivered.

Seeing that Zhao Ling Ling's eyes were red and that tears were rolling down his cheeks, Chen Sanqiu did not have the mood to savor the softness that came from his arm. He could only comfort his first, "The sickle in my hand, I'll go out and get something to eat. It's fine."

"That won't do, I won't eat tonight, and I won't let you go out either." Zhao Lingling said while crying, "Don't go out. I just heard that lone wolf was wandering around outside. I won't let you out."

Chen Sanqiu was moved and asked: "You are afraid that I will be bitten to death by wolves, are you worried?"

"Wu wu, I'm afraid that you will die. I am afraid here by myself." Zhao Lingling said while crying.

Chen Sanqiu

Forget it, man. Why are you thinking so much?

No matter what he was worried about, he was still afraid that the lone wolf outside would kill him.

That's right. As a man, one must be broad-minded and broad-minded.

The corner of his mouth twitched, Chen Sanqiu sighed, laughed bitterly, and said to Zhao Ling Ling Ling: "Then let's be hungry."

"Right." Zhao Lingling nodded. She did not care so much right now, but she still held onto Chen Sanqiu's arm tightly.

"Lie down and sleep. I'll add more firewood to the fire outside." When Chen Sanqiu saw that the bonfire outside had dimmed down, he took his sickle to get some more dried up branches and threw them into the bonfire.

When Lone Wolf did not dare to come closer due to the light outside, Zhao Ling Ling had calmed down a lot. Her sleepiness gradually spread out as she hugged Chen Sanqiu's arm and slept on the ground, not caring if it was dirty or not.

Chen Sanqiu couldn't help but feel happy as he looked at Zhao Lingling's cute sleeping appearance.

When it was midnight, Chen Sanqiu once again placed a dried up branch on the fire outside. Once he started feeling sleepy, he laid down to sleep.

This passage was only that wide, after all it was the red python's cave, it couldn't be too wide, so if he wanted to lie down to sleep, he could only lie down side by side.

Lie down, lie down.

Chen Sanqiu fell asleep.

The next day, Chen Sanqiu yawned. When he woke up, he discovered that his hand seemed to have grabbed onto a steamed bun.

He couldn't help but shiver all over.

At this time, Zhao Lingling had also woken up. She suddenly opened her eyes and saw that Chen Sanqiu was sleeping by her side with his big hands in her arms.

Chen Sanqiu sensed that Zhao Ling Ling had woken up, and immediately pretended that he was still sleeping. He yawned, turned around, and put his hands away, with his back facing Zhao Ling Ling.

Zhao Lingling suddenly sat up, gritted her teeth and looked at Chen Sanqiu who was sleeping with his back towards her.

Tears welled up in his eyes.

The detestable Chen Sanqiu.

Little bastard Chen Sanqiu.

Bastard Chen Sanqiu.

The shameless Chen Sanqiu.

"Wuu wuu." Zhao Lingling felt that her lifelong yearning for the love of a man and a woman had been completely destroyed at this moment.

Last night, before going to sleep, Chen Sanqiu was still sitting. Now, he was lying down, and not just that, he was also lying beside himself.

He had no idea when it had landed on him.

Hearing Zhao Lingling's crying, Chen Sanqiu pretended that he had just woken up. He quickly sat up and looked at Zhao Lingling with a panicked expression, "My wife, why are you crying?"