"Want some?" Mo Jing asked with a smile when she saw Shen Jingyuan's eyes, which were so chubby that they could only be seen as slits.

"Yes, yes." Shen Jingyuan nodded vigorously, as if afraid that Mo Jing would change her mind.

"You'll have to help me out later."

"OK."

Upon closer inspection, they discovered another person by the stream. Ling Moyuan was holding a fork in his hand, aiming it at a large fish, but the sound of Mo Jing and the other person approaching scared the fish away.

"Teacher Ling, you're here too." As the only special person in this group, everyone naturally recognized Ling Moyuan.

Ling Moyuan looked at the two tree branches in Mo Jing's hand. Could this girl also be trying to catch fish?

With her tiny arms and legs, how could she possibly grab it?

It wasn't that he looked down on people, but catching fish seemed like a simple thing, but it was actually not easy.

This requires speed, ruthlessness, and precision. Would a rich young lady like her know these things?

Seemingly sensing Ling Moyuan's thoughts, Mo Jing raised an eyebrow: "Want to have a competition?"

"Great! Great!" Before Ling Moyuan could even speak, Shen Jingyuan clapped her hands happily, her thick, chubby palms moving rhythmically. "I'll be your referee."

The stream is clear, and the air in the forest is fresh.

A man and a woman stood by a stream in the mountains, fishing with tree branches. Beside them, a chubby girl ate a box of cookies while watching the battle unfold.

The golden sunlight fell on the three of them, creating a beautiful scene.

Mo Jing was in a good mood today, so she caught a few more fish.

Ling Moyuan also caught a lot of fish, and it was obvious that his skills were more advanced than Mo Jing's.

...

Shen Jingyuan sat on the ground covered with grass, in front of her a newly lit fire, supported by tree trunks on both sides, with two fish on top, crackling and sizzling, accompanied by the aroma of roasting fish.

Mo Jing and Ling Moyuan were responsible for gathering more firewood. There was no other way; Shen Jingyuan couldn't leave once she saw food.

"Mr. Ling is really good at catching fish." Mo Jing broke off the branch in her hand and put it aside. She had just watched Ling Moyuan catch two fish at a time with each plunge into the water. His technique showed that he did this kind of thing often.

Ling Moyuan was slowly chopping at the dead branches with a sharp knife. Sunlight shone on his handsome face, making his facial features taut, as if nothing could ruin his expression. "Not bad."

Neither of them were particularly talkative, and for a moment the atmosphere became quiet, with birdsong echoing through the woods.

The two quickly gathered a bundle of firewood. Ling Moyuan simply twisted grass into rope, tied the firewood into a pile, and then carried it.

The sunlight shone on the two of them, casting two shadows.

The ground in the forest was very uneven, full of potholes, and there was standing water in some places.

Mo Jing tripped and was about to fall against the tree trunk when she felt someone reach out and wrap their arms around her waist. Then, a pleasant masculine scent enveloped her. Sensing Ling Moyuan's approach, Mo Jing involuntarily tensed up, only to hear his deep, husky voice beside her ear: "Be careful."

Her back was pressed tightly against Ling Moyuan's chest, the warmth of his chest penetrating through the thin fabric. His hands encircled her waist, holding her close in an intimate pose.

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To be continued!