They remember every detail clearly.
Chen Zhizhi has such a bad character.
Chen Zhizhi cursed the original owner twice in her heart and laughed dryly: "It suddenly became cloudy outside. I quickly collected the hay and went to collect the animal skins. I didn't pay much attention to these."
Yin Shu's face darkened, and he seemed not very satisfied with this reason.
"Of course, I will definitely share it with you later. It's easy to catch a cold at night." Chen Zhizhi ran to the stone bed and said hurriedly.
Yin Shu sneered, "No."
Shen Zhizhi paused while dividing the hay and immediately retorted, "How can that be possible?!"
This hay is obviously new, and Yin Shu said he didn't want it, which shows that he obviously doesn't trust her!
Don't trust, don't trust...
But the temperature difference at night is big, and Chen Zhizhi is really afraid that Yin Shu will be frozen and hibernate. Who can she find to improve her favorability then?
So Chen Zhizhi ignored Yin Shu's gloomy face and terrifying expression and spread half of it to Yin Shu.
Afterwards, she distributed the remaining hay to Lu Yumu and Bai Yu, only to find that there was no more.
Chen Zhizhi didn't dare to look at Yin Shu's expression. She finished all this in one breath and ran out.
Yin Shu's face turned completely black, and he raised his hand to throw away all the hay.
A pleasant and strange fragrance once again entered Yin Shu's nose. He was stunned and put his hand down unconsciously.
Shen Zhizhi seemed to have really become very different.
He was no longer so sloppy and for the first time ever, he cleaned up the entire cave.
I just don't know how long she can last.
As for this hay mat, just leave it there.
Suddenly, Yin Shu realized that there was a third beast in the cave and turned around abruptly.
Looking at Lu Yumu sleeping peacefully and breathing deeply, Yin Shu felt inexplicably relieved.
If Lu Yumu saw that he was two different beasts, how would he laugh at him?
He was just giving Shen Zhizhi a little face.
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