Chai Qingyue retracted her quilt and slept for a while. She slept until the sun was noon before she woke up slowly. After rubbing her sore waist, Chai Qingyue blushed for no reason. Murong Sichen yesterday was too slutty.

"Are you awake?" Murong Sichen didn't go to other places in the other yard after breakfast, and just read books in the room where Chai Qingyue was sleeping.

"Yes." Chai Qingyue nodded and replied, seeing Murong Sichen in another corner of the room reading, curled her lips and teased: "By the way, Sichen, why do you like reading so much? Why do I feel that you are reading every time I wake up?"

Murong Sichen responded and walked towards Chai Qingyue, handed the clothes to Chai Qingyue, and said jokingly: "What? Don't you read books?"

"Um..." Chai Qingyue really thought about this scene seriously, felt it was too creepy, and shook her head firmly and said, "Forget it, that picture is too beautiful, I can't imagine it."

He raised his hand to take the clothes handed over by Murong Sichen. Chai Qingyue looked at Murong Sichen who had no intention of turning around to avoid him, raised her eyebrows and asked, "What? Do you still want to see me change clothes?"

Seeing that although Chai Qingyue raised her eyebrows and pretended to be strong, her ears were already red, Murong Sichen smiled, shook her head, turned around and walked out of the house in a casual manner, waiting outside the door.

After dressing, Chai Qingyue sat in front of the dressing table and stared at the faces in the mirror in a daze. Without the help of Lan Jin and Madam Liu, Chai Qingyue simply tied half of her hair into a bun and fixed it on the back of her head, and the remaining hair was naturally spread behind her.

The person in the mirror did not use any makeup, and the two blushings on his face made Chai Qingyue look very healthy and happy, but his eyes were filled with sorrow that could not be dissolved, making Chai Qingyue look particularly haggard.

Murong Sichen felt that the waiting time today was a bit long, and it seemed that it had been almost a quarter of an hour longer than usual. Nothing would happen, right?

Murong Sichen knocked on the door and asked, "Qingyue, have you packed up?" He was a little anxious in his tone. He originally planned to take Chai Qingyue to the back mountain to stroll around and pick her up wild game. If he dragged on like this, it would be too late to go hungry.

After patting his face, Chai Qingyue sorted out her emotions and opened the door: "Okay, are you so anxious and I'm going to have something else to do later?"

Murong Sichen was stunned when he looked at Chai Qingyue like this. He was so clear water lotus.

After coughing, Murong Sichen covered his mouth with his hands to cover up his embarrassment: "Didn't you say you wanted to go to play wild game yesterday? It just so happened that the weather was good today, so I just wanted to take you to see it."

"Go to the back mountain?" Chai Qingyue supported her waist with her hands and hesitated, "Why would it be better to go next time, I'm a little tired today."

Seeing Chai Qingyue's actions, Murong Sichen understood and smiled awkwardly, slapped: "Why don't you think about it? I'll take you?"

"ha?"

Chai Qingyue was obviously frightened, and her tone became unnatural, and her facial expressions were not very natural.

Seeing Chai Qingyue's appearance, Murong Sichen wanted to bully her even more, so he stepped across the threshold and picked Chai Qingyue up and walked out of the yard.

One hand passed Chai Qingyue's waist, the other hand bent out of Chai Qingyue's legs, and Chai Qingyue's hair slashed through the tip of his nose, making itchy.

His heart was throbbing, but Murong Sichen still had an unchanging expression on his face, with a serious face, and a steady breath, holding Chai Qingyue and strode forward.

The first time Chai Qingyue was hugged like this, she felt a sense of fear in her heart and she couldn't help but reach out to hug Murong Sichen's neck tightly.

This small move is extremely helpful to Murong Sichen. Murong Sichen feels that he is full of strength, and even holding Chai Qingyue, he walks vigorously.

The news from the back mountain is not far from the yard where Murong Sichen and Chai Qingyue are staying. Murong Sichen took Chai Qingyue and arrived shortly after walking.

Murong Sichen looked around and finally found a big stone. He carried Chai Qingyue to the side. After the sun exposure in the morning, the stone was gone, and Chai Qingyue felt warm when she sat down.

"You sit here for a while first, I'll go to the river to catch fish."

Chai Qingyue nodded seriously, supported her hands on the stone, leaned back and basking in the sun, which was particularly comfortable.

Seeing Murong Sichen skillfully taking off his shoes and socks, lifting up his clothes and stuffing them into his belt, rolling up his trousers and sucking in the water, Chai Qingyue was a little shocked and covered the sun with her hands and shouted at Murong Sichen.

"Hey? Why are you so skilled in fishing in the river?"

How could a young master like Murong Sichen go down to fishing since he was a child? Shouldn’t it be his subordinates who caught him and gave him food?

Murong Sichen, who had just caught a fish, raised his hand to wipe off the sweat beads from his forehead, raised the fish in his hand and said proudly to Chai Qingyue: "Did you see it? Is it amazing?"

"Awesome." Chai Qingyue sincerely praised.

Throwing the fish into the bamboo cage by the stream, Murong Sichen walked back to the shore, tidying up his clothes and said to Chai Qingyue: "When I was hunting, I always went to the forest with my elders on my back, and I learned this ability."

After saying that, Murong Sichen picked up the bamboo cage and counted the fish inside. He felt that it was almost done, so he walked back to Chai Qingyue and sat next to Chai Qingyue.

But he was still one inch away from Chai Qingyue, afraid that the wetness on his body would affect Chai Qingyue and would make Chai Qingyue feel uncomfortable.

"I'll show you my hands later." Murong Sichen also imitated Chai Qingyue's appearance, supported his hands behind him, raised his head to bask in the sun, "Let you taste the fish I roasted."

"Okay." Chai Qingyue agreed with her eyes closed, and sniffed, as if she had already smelled the scent of grilled fish.

After the clothes were almost done, Murong Sichen also got up to prepare for the bonfire and began to clean up the fish.

He picked up a few small dry branches nearby, and drew a dead leaf. He took out a fire broker from his arms and lit it. Seeing that the bonfire was already burning, Murong Sichen set up the fire and turned to deal with the fish.

Murong Sichen took out a dagger from his arms, quickly handled the fish in the bamboo cage neatly, put it on the branches, took out the ingredients from his arms, sprinkled some on the processed fish, and then put the fish on the fire to roast it.

Seeing Murong Sichen take out something the same from his arms, Chai Qingyue couldn't help but be shocked and sighed in her heart: He is so well prepared, he is worthy of being a veteran.

Chai Qingyue couldn't sit on the stone anymore, so she simply squatted beside Murong Sichen, looked at Murong Sichen's movements seriously, and she didn't forget to exclaim: "Wow, it's so awesome."
Chapter completed!