"Okay." I don't know what Qiqi was trying to do, Wuming picked up the bowl of porridge, thought it was not too hot, so he picked it up and took a few mouthfuls.

There was also the fish. He picked up a piece of fish with chopsticks. Although it didn't look very good, she said that it was because she hadn't done it for too long, as long as it hadn't been done before.

The fish was thrown into his mouth and just bit it, his face changed slightly. Just as he was about to open his mouth, Qiqi had already put the ancient Tanyu in and handed it to him: "Wear this on his body, this is called the ancient Tanyu. It is warm in winter and cool in summer, and it can keep warm even when the weather is cold."

This is... the little thing she had been making up when she was sitting in front of her... was it specially made up for him?

The fish in his mouth barely swallowed under her sweet smile. He put down his chopsticks and took the chain and Gu Tanyu. He hesitated for a moment before hanging it on his neck.

The ancient sandal jade was close to the chest and it quickly became warm. Although it was not as exaggerated as it could be kept warm without wearing clothes, with this piece of jade, it would not feel too cold to wear two less clothes in winter.

This jade is really a good thing.

"Is the fish delicious?" Qiqi saw him put down his chopsticks, and after he put the jade on, he stuffed the chopsticks into his hands, "Eat quickly, it will be delicious while it is hot."

Wuming was a little embarrassed. The figure of her sitting there quietly making chains always floated by in her mind. She looked at the smile on the corner of her lips... Her heart was slightly warm, and she could only make her heart stand up and chew the fish in big mouth.

Seeing that he was eating very happily, even biting his bones and swallowing them, Qiqi felt excited and quickly packed up and stood up, and walked to the deck in front: "I'll give Achu another one, he will definitely like it."

Wuming was slightly stunned, and finally put down the rudder in his hand, stood up and chased after him, snatched the fish before her, and said calmly: "I'm hungry, this fish is in my taste."

After saying that, she didn't care about her protesting, and took it to her mouth.

Although he was a killer, he really had no sympathy, but last night he finally stabilized Mr. Mu's condition. Now he feeds him such things. If he gets poisoned, she will cry after looking back.

He actually didn't have much sympathy, but he just didn't know which thorn was sucked, so he didn't really want to see her sad for Mu Chu.

A fish fell into his stomach again and tried to swallow the last bite before he returned the thing to her, rubbed the oil stains on the corners of his lips, and planned to get two more fish on it.

It was salty and bitter. If it weren't for her just now that she hadn't been rusty for too long, he would have thought this was her first time frying fish.

Behind him, Qiqi's pleasant voice floated: "That's great. I made such a good fish for the first time. Wuming, you can catch a few more and I'll fry two more for you."

The man who had already stepped on the water lightly suddenly broke the way and pounced, plunging directly into the river.

Qiqi frowned and stared at the figure falling into the water. He suddenly became resentful: "I am the number one killer in Zichuan. When will the light skills regress like this? Are you going to catch fish or roll in and feed the fish?"

Wuming, who had just surfaced, suddenly turned handsome and handsome, and a wiping of water on his face, and his teeth were clattering.

After the protective energy dissipated, the water... damn, it's so cold!

In the cabin, there was an extra bedding and a man trembling in the bedding.

Qiqi is a little helpless. I heard that people really have to get sick from time to time. Otherwise, the cold air accumulated in normal times has nowhere to vent. Once they get sick, the cold air will surge like a rush of mountains and seas, and it is very likely that they will not get sick.

Although Wuming's current situation is not that serious, it started to burn less than half an hour after returning from Xiahe. It was so fast that it was really rare.

"I have to give you an injection to reduce the fever first." Just now, the thermometer was burned to forty degrees. At such a high temperature, it would be a terrible thing if you didn't press down quickly and burn your head.

If the number one killer in Zichuan becomes an idiot, she can guarantee that as long as the news spreads, there will be less than a hundred people to kill him within half a day.

Take it for granted, if you kill the number one killer in Zichuan, you will become the number one. Whether it is for fame or value, there must be as many as the killer who will take his life.

Think about it, being a killer is also pitiful. You either kill someone or be killed. You cannot live a stable life.

"Come on, take off your pants." After doing a skin test, she did not have any adverse reactions. She changed into a syringe, took out a little injection, sat down beside him, and lifted the quilt under him.

Wuming had an inexplicable resistance to the syringe in her hand, but now, when she heard her say such shameless words, her face suddenly turned redder.

"Nothing nonsense...what nonsense?" Even the teeth were trembling while talking, and it was obvious that they were really burning.

Qiqi glanced at him, pursed her lips, and explained patiently: "This medicine is best to hit your buttocks, it won't hurt much. Come on, be good, take off your pants."

"Don't take it off." He turned his face away.

"A Chu is awake?" She looked at Mu Chu who was lying not far away.

Wuming turned his head and subconsciously looked at the place where Mu Chu was.

Suddenly, his neck hurts, his face darkens, and he says unhappy: "Murong Qiqi, do you dare to click on my acupoint!"

Do you think that just such a trick can make him hard? This stupid woman!

Just as he was about to concentrate on breaking through the acupoints, the stupid woman had already lifted the quilt under him and untied his belt.

Wuming's face suddenly turned red. Because of his shyness, he couldn't even condense his true energy. Because of his high fever, he didn't have much energy all over his body. He just hesitated a little bit. Qiqi had already unbuttoned his belt and... actually pulled down his pants.

"Murong Qiqi, you dare..."

"Don't wake up Ah Chu." She pushed him gently and pushed him directly, with the needle on his face. When he was about to resist again, he stabbed him.

"Um..." He didn't feel pain, but suddenly felt that his man's self-esteem was wiped out by this shot.

A manly man actually got his pants removed by a woman and had a needle on his butt. If this matter is told, how can he have the face to go out to travel in the world in the future?

"Not afraid, I said it doesn't hurt. Look, isn't that all right?" She put the needle in, held the cotton ball dipped in alcohol and pressed it on the needle mouth, rubbed it gently, and said softly: "It will be cured soon, don't be afraid, take some medicine later and sleep well, and get up... Wow, Brother Wuming, your little butt has a good skin!"

"..." He blocked his throat in one breath, and suddenly realized that if he really had a home and there was such a woman at home, he thought that he would not live long, and he would definitely be angry to death by this woman!

For the sake of my longevity, I would rather not want this family...

The boat was walking on the river surface, and at the established speed, it could have arrived at the port in the evening, but because someone fell into the water and got sick in the middle of the journey, Qiqi had to take care of the two patients and had no time to pay attention to the rudder oar. As a result, the boat walked on the river surface almost as fast as a snail.

It was night and hadn't arrived yet.

Because they had no experience in sailing at night, they were afraid that they would hit something at night to sink the boat. Wuming, who had been awake after a sleep, let Qiqi slid the boat to the shore, and put the anchor and stopped.

The shore was full of thorns and basically couldn't get up. Qiqi didn't pay attention to it anymore. After putting the anchor, he started preparing food for them again.

Of course it is not fried fish, because when someone heard her say she wanted to catch fish, she could not help but explain her terrible experience in the morning to her, so that she could know how difficult the two fish were swallowed by herself.

After hearing this, Qiqi just stuck out her tongue and felt a little embarrassed, so she ran to make porridge.

She really doesn't know how to cook, but it's really hard for her to make porridge and soup.

Soon, a pot of hot porridge was boiled and the meat fragrance began to overflow. It was a pity that no one wanted to take a look at the pot of porridge.

Qiqi is really tired of eating porridge recently. Wuming's high fever has just subsided, the wind and cold have not yet healed, and he is not interested in meat at all. Even Mu Chu, who had just woken up, frowned and did not feel like the smell of cured meat.

"Don't do this. When I get ashore tomorrow, will I take you to eat delicious food?" Qiqi was really overwhelmed. She was exhausted when she looked at these two guys.

Let Wuming sit down by himself and lean against the wall of the boat. She brought a bowl of porridge and handed it to him.

Seeing that his face was slightly flushed, she said, "I picked out all the meat of this porridge. I didn't think you shouldn't eat such a thick one. I will pay attention next time. Now let's just put it in there? The weather is cold, and after eating hot porridge, people will be warmer."

In fact, Wuming really has no appetite, but when he heard her gentle words and looked at her so serious eyes, he didn't say anything, took the bowl over and was about to spoon the porridge.

Qiqi smiled sweetly at him and his voice became clear: "It's better this way. If you are well, you don't need to get an injection. Otherwise, I will see your tender little butt next time, I don't guarantee that I will not be able to help but touch it."

Wuming's mouth of porridge had fallen into his mouth, but she almost suffocated by her words. A mouthful of porridge stuck in his throat and he started coughing violently.

Qiqi was startled and hurriedly took the bowl from him, patted his chest, and gave him some peace. After a long time of struggle, he finally recovered.

She frowned and stared at his blushing face, and said resentfully: "No matter how you say that it is the number one killer in Zichuan. Can a person not be so weak? A bite of porridge almost killed you."

Wuming took a deep breath and looked up at her. He didn't know whether it was resentment, shyness, or helplessness in his eyes.
Chapter completed!