Forget about hunting, even a fruit was nowhere to be seen. It made Ning Meng Yao feel slightly depressed.
Qiao Tian Chang’s ability to endure hunger was better than Ning Meng Yao. However, even he felt hungry, let alone Ning Meng Yao.
“Let’s take a look around and see if we can find something to eat.” Taking Ning Meng Yao’s hand, Qiao Tian Chang walked towards where the sound of water came from.
When the sky was going to get completely dark, the two finally came to the river and looked at the fish swimming in and out. Ning Meng Yao felt even hungrier.
“Go pick up some firewood, I will catch some fish.” Qiao Tian Chang saw what Ning Meng Yao looked like, how could he not know?
Ning Meng Yao turned to look for dry wood. After searching for quite a while, she found just enough dry wood.
By the time Ning Meng Yao returned, Qiao Tian Chang had caught a few fish and they had been dealt with cleanly.
Ning Meng Yao looked at the fish with bright eyes, but the movements of her hands were not diminished. She quickly ignited the firewood in her hands and helped Qiao Tian Chang to cook the fish on the fire.
Looking at the fish grilling on the fire, Ning Meng Yao touched her chin. She walked to a place near the river, pulled some grass from there, and then stuffed it into the belly of the fish.
“This is to remove the smell.” When Qiao Tian Chang looked at her in doubt, Ning Meng Yao smiled and explained
While grilling the fish. they did not notice that a pair of scarlet eyes in the dark looked at them coldly.
Qiao Tian Chang turned his head suddenly, but did not see anything.
Qiao Tian Chang murmured in his heart. Was he being over sensitive?
Just now, he felt as if someone was watching them in the dark, and his eyes were aggressive.
After looking around, Qiao Tian Chang still found nothing and reluctantly turned his head to look at Ning Meng Yao who was grilling the fish seriously.
After an hour, several grilled golden-yellow fish were fresh out of the fire. Ning Meng Yao couldn’t help but pick one up and put it in Qiao Tian Chang’s hand, then stared at him eagerly.
Not knowing whether to cry or laugh, he shook his head and tore the meat of the fish and put it in Ning Meng Yao’s mouth.
Ning Meng Yao suddenly heard a creak when the two of them were feeding each other intimately.
Looking around, Ning Meng Yao wondered, “Have you heard any voice, Tian Chang?”
“Yes, look there.” Qiao Tian Chang’s eyes fell on the little white dumpling beside Ning Meng Yao’s legs.
When Ning Meng Yao turned her head subconsciously, she saw a cute little white thing staring straight at them, no … it should be staring at the fish in their hands.
After taking a fish that has not yet been eaten, Ning Meng Yao put it in front of the white thing: “Eat.”
The white thing seemed hesitant, only looking at the fish in front of it. It couldn’t help but start eating it.
Seeing the little one eating, Ning Meng Yao couldn’t help but laugh, and Qiao Tian Chang on the side was a little unhappy. He tore some meat from his fish and put it in her mouth.
After they were full, the little thing was gone.
She felt a little disappointed looking at the bones by the side. The little thing ran away after eating and did not let her touch it.
She liked white furry animals best.
“Sleep for a while.” Qiao Tian Chang reached out, dragged Ning Meng Yao into his arms and whispered.
Ning Meng Yao nodded, leaned on Qiao Tian Chang’s chest, then she closed her eyes.
The next day after Ning Meng Yao woke up, she saw that Qiao Tian Chang was already cleaning up the fish, and Qiao Tian Chang’s clothes were still covering her body.
Ning Meng Yao went to the river, freshened herself in the little upstream, and watched Qiao Tian Chang cook with a warm smile on her face.
At this time, Ning Meng Yao heard a voice.
When she turned around, she saw that there was a branch in the mouth of the little white fox yesterday, and there were still a few fruits hanging on the branch, which made Ning Meng Yao giggle.
When the little bundle saw Ning Meng Yao, it immediately lowered its mouth and squeaked.
Ning Meng Yao walked over, picked up the fruit it brought, and then held the little white thing in her arms, rubbing it vigorously.
The little white thing did not resist, but rather nestled neatly in the arms of Ning Meng Yao.
“This is?”
