Qiao Bo is tall and strong, and because of the training he received in the army, his bulging muscles can be seen everywhere.
The moonlight cast a circle of silhouette on Qiao Bo's body, leaving only the smooth lines of his muscles.
Song Ning whistled secretly in her heart, and her eyes lingered on Qiao Bo unscrupulously.
"Ahem... Come with me..."
Qiao Bo's ears turned visibly red. He leaned sideways uncomfortably and coughed softly.
"Hold the light... watch your way!"
Qiao Boqiang pretended nothing had happened and stuffed a kerosene lamp into Song Ning's hand.
So handsome, and so attentive...
Qiao Bo is so cute!
Song Ning smiled and followed Qiao Bo out the door, holding a kerosene lamp.
"There's a rock here, watch your step!"
Qiao Bo controlled his pace, always leading the way two steps ahead of Song Ning, and occasionally reminding Song Ning to pay attention to the road under his feet.
"Where are we going? Ah..."
Song Ning glanced at the stone under his feet, smiled cunningly, and carefully controlled his foot to step on it.
"careful!"
Qiao Bo had been keeping an eye on Song Ning out of the corner of his eyes. Seeing that Song Ning was unstable, he quickly put his arms around her waist.
yeah!
Song Ning's heart leaped with joy, and she deliberately put her arms around Qiao Bo's neck.
Warm spiritual power slowly transmitted through Qiao Bo's body temperature, and Song Ning closed her eyes comfortably.
"Did you sprain your ankle? Let me take a look..."
Qiao Bo thought Song Ning closed her eyes because she twisted her ankle and it hurt, and cold sweat broke out on her forehead.
"pain…"
Song Ning cried out like a cat.
As soon as the voice came out, I almost got goosebumps.
This is too pretentious!
The voice of this body was naturally soft and tender, and now that it lowered its voice and spoke coquettishly, it was even more endearing.
Qiao Bo's body stiffened, and the part of his body that was in contact with Song Ning instantly became hot.
Song Ning raised her eyebrows in surprise. These were too much to tease, right?
Gurgle…
The growling of my stomach was particularly loud in the quiet night.
Song Ning lowered her head in embarrassment, and her two-meter-eight aura instantly shrank.
Qiao Bo suddenly chuckled, tightened his arms, and picked up Song Ning.
"Hold the light! Our safety is in your hands."
Song Ning obediently held up the kerosene lamp. She didn't want to ruin such a wonderful atmosphere at all.
Qiao Bo held Song Ning in his arms easily, and the road under his feet seemed to have been walked thousands of times, and the rugged mountain road was also steady.
After about ten minutes, Song Ning felt a darkness above her head, and a cave about four or five people wide appeared in front of her.
"What are we doing here?"
Song Ning curiously held up the oil lamp and looked around in the cave.
"Be careful! Hold on to the light!"
Qiao Bo suddenly used both hands to lift Song Ning up, took a big step, and landed on a huge rock.
He first wiped the stone clean carefully, and then he put Song Ning on it with ease.
Song Ning nodded with satisfaction, how thoughtful!
Qiao Bo gestured for Song Ning to put the oil lamp next to him, "This is our secret base for the children of Qiao Village."
"The cave is warm in winter and cool in summer. Playing here is safe from wind and rain..."
As Qiao Bo spoke, he skillfully found three stones and set up a stone slab.
After the slate was set up, Qiao Bo took off an army green satchel from his body, took out a kettle and carefully rinsed the slate clean.
Song Ning looked at his movements curiously, but couldn't figure out the reason behind his actions.
"I saw you didn't eat much for dinner, so I guessed you'd be hungry when you went to bed... hehe..."
Qiao Bo casually pulled a few tree branches from the side of the cave, broke them into small pieces of equal length in a few seconds, and stacked them neatly under the stone slab.
He took out a box of matches from his trouser pocket and lit the branches.
After the slate was dried by the fire, Qiao Bo took out a pack of cream-colored oil paper from his bag and smeared a layer of it on the slate.
The aroma of pork spread quickly, and Song Ning instantly felt even hungrier.
Gurgle…
"Wait a moment, it will be ready soon!"
Qiao Bo chuckled, his handsome eyes and brows looking especially gentle against the backdrop of the firelight.
Song Ning lay on her legs, holding her chin and watching Qiao Bolisuo's movements. The grievances she had just expressed before going to bed suddenly disappeared.
Maybe it wouldn't be bad to spend my whole life with a man like this!
After the lard started bubbling, Qiao Bo quickly took out a bunch of green onions and a fish from his bag?!
Song Ning opened her mouth wide, her eyes moving back and forth between the fish in Qiao Bo's hand and the small army green shoulder bag beside him.
"Is this Doraemon's magic pocket?"
Qiao Bo looked at Song Ning tenderly, "What is Doraemon?"
Song Ning narrowed her eyes, supported herself with her hands behind her back, and looked up at the exceptionally bright starry sky at the entrance of the cave.
"Doraemon is every child's most desired childhood playmate. It has a magical pocket filled with many fun things..."
"Haha...that's really enviable!"
Qiao Bo looked at her gently, but he took out a small knife very skillfully and removed the internal organs and scraped the scales of the fish in one go.
After putting the processed fish on the stone slab to bake, Qiao Bo took out two eggs from his small bag and put them on the stone slab as well.
"You said your little bag isn't Doraemon's magic pocket, how come there's everything in it..."
"what else?"
Song Ning wanted to stand up and take a closer look at the magical green little bag.
"Don't move! I don't want my feet anymore..."
Qiao Bo strode over to Song Ning and held her shoulders.
"There's only some seasoning left, why are you curious about everything?"
Qiao Bo squatted down at Song Ning's feet and reached out to press Song Ning's ankles.
"It's okay! Your ankle isn't injured... Otherwise, you'd be in trouble! Move a little..."
Song Ning shook her ankle nonchalantly, her eyes fixed on Qiao Bo's small shoulder bag.
"Fish and eggs, where do they come from?"
"Caught!"
"Caught?"
Song Ning parroted what he had said, her mind a little confused.
Qiao Bo put down Song Ning's feet, looked up at her, and said with a smile:
"The eggs were taken from the chicken coop at home. Mom didn't clean the coop clean, so we got a bargain."
"There's a small river at the entrance of the village. The small crucian carp in it grow very fast. In just over a month, they can grow to the size of a palm..."
"The weather has just warmed up and there are not many kids fishing yet, so I was lucky enough to catch a few."
"When the weather clears up, the creek will be full of fish, and it will be difficult to catch fish then."
"Catch it with your bare hands?"
Song Ning looked at Qiao Bo curiously, and felt that Qiao Bo was a very magical person.
She was a child who was raised and pampered by her master and fellow apprentices. She had never suffered any hardship and had never seen such a magical experience as Qiao Bo's.
"It's definitely hard to catch it with bare hands, so I put down the fishing net."
Qiao Bo rubbed Song Ning's head with amusement.
"When did you lower the nets?"
"After dinner"
Sizzle…
The fish on the stone slab began to sizzle. Qiao Bo stood up, turned the fish over, and added a few more pieces of firewood.
The smell of wild garlic and the aroma of fish wafted over.
"Smells so good! How come you know everything?"
Song Ning raised her upturned little nose and turned her head around like a puppy, following the scent.
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