His eyes looked at his legs, and there was a trace of blood.

The tied wooden board was removed and it was leaking out when it ran violently.

Sang Li tilted to the side again and saw a few small holes on the outside of his thighs. Obviously, he was bitten by a dog just now.

She was a little moved and a little distressed, "Xiaomian, thank you."

When the boy heard her thanks, his face darkened, "I don't mean to help you."

He lifted her away and hugged the big watermelon that had already been pressed out of the gap on the ground, "I'm just hungry."

Seeing that his brows were frowning tightly, Sang Li only dared to scream a few more awkward words in his heart. He helped him even though he had helped, but he still refused to admit it.

She got up and patted the soil on her body. She asked carefully, "Can you still walk like this? Let me carry you."

"The dog bites must be painful too, and the injuries are all on the legs. Should I take a day off before rushing on the road?"

Qu Qingmian kept silent and only broke the watermelon and handed it to her half.

Sang Li raised his hand and folded a piece of branch, wiped it clean, and then pulled it around in the middle of the watermelon, forked the sweetest and sandiest part and handed it to him, "The watermelon is too big, I can't finish half of it, so I can't waste it."

I want to give you the best and sweetest part, and I also look for reasons to learn from your little awkwardness.
Chapter completed!