Yu Wanwan pursed her lips and smiled, then squatted down beside him, holding her face and looking at him: "I'm behind you, there won't be any danger."
For Mo Zhou, being baptized by the gaze of a young female was a very enjoyable thing. Although he was a little embarrassed now, it still did not prevent him from enjoying it.
Mo Zhou moved his body, revealing the most beautiful half of his face, and then began to make a fire in what he thought was the most elegant posture.
However, his elegance seemed completely clumsy in Yu Wanwan's eyes.
She watched helplessly as Mo Zhou broke the flint again and again, or hit his fingers again and again, and then the flame that was finally started was completely extinguished after he added a handful of firewood, leaving only a wisp of black smoke.
Mo Zhou frowned and raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, leaving another black mark on it.
Yu Wanwan thought about it and ran to the pharmacy to find a piece of animal tendon.
The animal tendons were very elastic, and the flesh and blood on them had been processed clean, leaving only a faint herbal fragrance.
Grabbing the animal tendon in her hand, Yu Wanwan returned to the kitchen, stood behind Mo Zhou, smoothed his long hair together, and tied it into a high ponytail.
"Okay, isn't this much more convenient?"
Mo Zhou touched the ponytail that the little female had tied up on his head, and his heart was so sweet that it almost overflowed: "Wanwan tied it really well."
After kissing Yu Wanwan's soft face, Mo Zhou began to devote himself to making a fire again.
From this angle, Yu Wanwan could just see his profile.
Under the long eyelashes is a perfectly curved nose bridge, and the white teeth gently bite the pale pink lips, revealing a bit of nervousness.
The few strands of hair hanging down from his temples softened his sharpness and brought a touch of softness.
At this moment, Mo Zhou looked like a heroic young lady, or a sexy queen.
However, now this eye-catching "queen" is facing a bottleneck in her life.
Yu Wanwan tilted her body and just saw the half of his face covered with black stains and the other half that was still beautiful, forming a very stark contrast.
Yu Wanwan couldn't help but burst out laughing and suggested, "Mo Zhou, how about I help you?"
Mo Zhou frowned, his expression stubborn: "How can that be? As a male, it would be too undignified for me to let my partner do it."
Yu Wanwan scratched her head and started to discuss with him: "Why don't we not tell Feihan? This is a secret between us two."
Mo Zhou fell silent.
He was obviously very attracted by the word "secret", but not letting Wanwan take action and asking her for help still made him go through a psychological tug-of-war.
Yu Wanwan felt that he was a little loose, so she quickly grabbed his hand and shook it: "Mo Zhou, please, I'm really hungry."
Hearing the little female say she was hungry, Mo Zhou gritted his teeth and finally gave up his seat: "Just light the fire, and let me take care of the rest."
This was his last concession, for the sake of the little female's belly.
Mo Zhou thought secretly.
Yu Wanwan took the flint from Mo Zhou, touched it up and down deftly, and sparks immediately flew out.
Sparks fell on the hay and quickly caught fire.
Yu Wanwan took the firewood and placed it on the small flame, then poked it with a longer branch to leave space for burning. The flame licked the dry firewood and soon grew from small to large, burning with a crackling sound.
Seeing this, Mo Zhou opened his mouth in surprise: "Wanwan, you are so amazing."
Wanwan smiled and explained to him, "It's very simple. Fire needs oxygen to burn. In fact, you just managed to light it several times, but you put too much firewood and suppressed the oxygen, so it won't burn."
Mo Zhou nodded in understanding, but he had no idea what oxygen was. However, he understood that he couldn't put too much firewood.
With fire, you can start cooking.
Mo Zhou filled the pot with water, threw the rice in, and was about to put the lid on.
Yu Wanwan quickly stopped him: "Wait, Mo Zhou, you put too much water in, do you want some porridge?"
Mo Zhou was very confused: "What is porridge?"
“What you are cooking now is porridge.”
“But I’m cooking!”
His frank attitude made Yu Wanwan laugh and cry.
She finally realized that an orc who couldn't even make a fire must also be a novice in the kitchen.
Fei Han also said that there is no male who can't cook. Seeing Mo Zhou's behavior, Yu Wanwan felt that it was a good thing that he didn't blow up the kitchen.
But Mo Zhou's behavior is also in line with his pampered face.
Yu Wanwan sighed in her heart.
"Let me do it. Today I'll let you taste my cooking skills."
"How can this be possible!"
Yu Wanwan pulled him over to the fire and looked at it: "Why not? The fire is already lit, so it's okay to cook."
Once there is a chance, there will be a second chance. Mo Zhou was pressed to the ground, and then Yu Wanwan started to prepare to cook with quick hands and feet.
In fact, her cooking skills are pretty good, and she used to cook for her parents often.
After coming to the Orc Continent, she never cooked again because Bai Jing and Fei Han were both good cooks.
Today, Yu Wanwan happened to have the opportunity to cook for the one she loves, and she felt very happy.
Cooking her own meals was no problem, but grilling meat was a bit of a hassle.
The barbecued meat they ate was very large, and Yu Wanwan was not very confident about the heat.
Fortunately, although Mo Zhou couldn't cook, he was familiar with barbecue. The barbecue was cooked perfectly. The fish was brushed with the prepared sauce and grilled for a while before the prepared food was served on the table.
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