"Alright." Mu Qingyun put away the healing device and looked at Xiong Ruoyou's forehead. "Does it still hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt anymore, Brother Mu." Xiong Ruoyou responded, reaching out to touch her head. Although the bump on her head was smaller, it still felt swollen to the touch.
Although this bag is a bit of a fashion faux pas, it definitely doesn't hurt anymore.
"Brother Mu, do I look ugly right now?" She covered the bump on her forehead, glanced up at Mu Qingyun, then quickly lowered her head and asked cautiously.
Hearing this, Mu Qingyun tilted her head and said, "You're not ugly. Who said you're ugly? We'll cause them trouble."
"Pfft." Upon hearing this, Xiong Ruoyou finally laughed and took her hand away from her forehead.
"Alright, eat something and rest a bit. We still need to continue building houses this afternoon." Mu Qingyun glanced at the group, then her gaze fell on Kazel. "Can I have some of your fish?"
She spoke as if it were a statement, even though it was meant to be an inquiry. She would not be swayed by Kazel's answer.
Just kidding, they need to eat too.
“Take it, eat more,” Kazel smiled at her, but a cold glint flashed in his eyes. “Eat carefully, don’t choke.”
"..."
Mu Qingyun glanced up at him and nodded slightly. "Thank you for the reminder."
...
After eating and drinking their fill, the group sat down on the shore, watching the tide approaching from afar, enjoying the scenery in a rare moment of peace.
When Fan Xuanye woke up, it was almost evening.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Mu Qingyun in the distance pulling the woven seaweed and placing it on top of the house.
"woke up?"
He heard a voice beside him, turned his head and met Kazel's gaze.
“They’ve been working all afternoon. Looks like I’m going to lose this bet,” Kazel said, tilting his head dismissively.
His demeanor showed no sign of losing the bet; on the contrary, he seemed completely unconcerned about it.
Fan Xuanye didn't reply, but frowned, sat up, and took a deep breath.
The fatigue I felt from insomnia yesterday has completely subsided after resting just now.
He glanced at Mu Qingyun and the others who were still working hard, then he propped himself up and walked over there.
Are they going to help?
Kazel was quite surprised to see him approach Mu Qingyun, take over Su's work without saying a word, and start building the house together.
They really don't know how to cherish things. They finally have a chance to slack off, but instead, they go straight to work as soon as they get up. Tsk tsk tsk, I didn't expect their group to have such a strong team spirit.
[Number of people building the house +1]
I'm really looking forward to seeing what this house will look like after it's built.
Me too. It looks like a basic structure, and the house seems quite large, but I don't know how sturdy it will be.
[Hahaha, what if this house collapses while we're living in it?]
With seaweed as the roof, there shouldn't be too many casualties, but it might give people a real fright.
No, what I really want to know is, who gave them the confidence to build houses under these circumstances?
...
Slowly pressing the seaweed down, Mu Qingyun looked down at the wooden stake she had used to secure the position.
The wood stakes were branches of an orange tree. She even melted the soil and coated the stakes with it to cover up their natural color.
She carefully laid the roof tiles and tamped them down. After working on it for a while, she felt it was almost done before jumping off the roof.
However, as soon as she landed, she heard a familiar exclamation from beside her—
"It's you again, you scoundrel!"
Um?
Mu Qingyun paused for a moment, then turned to look at the source of the sound.
It was Yuehu, and that butterfly woman.
"Huh, are you building a house?" Butterfly Dance looked Mu Qingyun and the others up and down in surprise, finally focusing her gaze on the seaweed on the roof.
How did you obtain the plants?
However, her words went unanswered, and no one replied.
Because of their connection with Fan Xuanye, they now have a very poor impression of Fan Yunche, and consequently, they also have little goodwill towards the people around Fan Yunche.
"Um, could you guys please pay attention to me?" Butterfly Dance looked at the group ignoring her and gave an awkward smile.
"It's a secret, I won't tell you." Yi Beixuan, the good-natured man, couldn't stay silent after all and responded to her words with a smile.
"Ah, okay." Butterfly Dance quickly replied, finally someone was willing to talk to her, even though it wasn't the answer she wanted.
“Hey rascal, don’t ignore me,” Yuehu said, her gaze falling on Mu Qingyun. “You have a conflict with Fan Yunche, but you have no conflict with me.”
Upon hearing this, Mu Qingyun turned to look at Yuehu, momentarily confused about the man's attitude.
When Yuehu saw that she was looking at him, he quickly continued, "There's a reason why I call you a hooligan. You're the one who grabbed someone's tail. If you don't like it, I'll just stop calling you that."
Wow, there's a lot of information in this sentence! I think I've grasped something.
[No, couldn't be more obvious?]
[Ha, this woman is quite scheming. To curry favor with Mu Qingyun, she first distanced herself from Fan Yunche, and now she's bringing up the incident where she caught someone red-handed. What a scheming woman.]
[Is this what you call scheming? Why can't we mention catching someone's tail? Although I'm a fan of Brother Mu, it's really not good to catch someone's tail.]
[Yeah, otherwise why did Brother Mu always let her win when they fought? Brother Mu isn't exactly a gentleman; he never lets anyone win in a fight, regardless of gender.]
[...Upstairs, I'm having trouble telling if you're a fan or a hater.]
...
"Is there something you need?" Mu Qingyun raised an eyebrow, completely puzzled as to why these two were suddenly talking to her.
Their relationship wasn't actually that good.
"It's just that we ran into someone we know, so we said hello," Yuehu replied, then looked at the house they were almost finished building and asked, "Is your house sturdy enough? Won't it suddenly collapse?"
Hearing her words, everyone present fell silent.
Mu Qingyun: ……
Su: You really know how to talk.
Yi Beixuan: It seems all my intelligence has been given to my beauty.
"Ahem, Yuehu, let's go catch some food first." Butterfly Dance clearly sensed that something was wrong, so she reached out and tugged at Yuehu's sleeve, then looked up to signal.
But Yuehu was completely oblivious to the strange situation and asked, "Why are you all silent again?"
"The house is sturdy enough, whether it collapses or not is none of your concern," Mu Qingyun said coldly, not wanting to say anything more to Yuehu.
"Can't you speak properly?" Yuehu was annoyed by her words. "I haven't done anything to offend you."
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