"Why?" Luo Ling looked at him suspiciously.

"Don't look at me with your impure eyes, I'm an upright gentleman, huh."

Zhang Shaoliang hummed softly from his nose, and at the same time pressed Luo Ling down, signaling her to lie down, then sat beside her, and began to help her rub her lumbar spine.

"Does it still hurt?" Zhang Shaoliang paid attention to the strength and the expression on Luo Ling's face.

Luo Ling nodded, frowning slightly: "A little bit."

"Well, I will keep watch at night, so you can rest. By the way, since I have slept all day, you must not have eaten anything. Eat something before going to sleep."

As he said that, Zhang Shaoliang took out the dry food in the luggage and handed it to Luo Ling. Luo Ling quickly opened it, but unexpectedly found that it was her favorite sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

"Huh? Where did you come from?" Luo Ling asked in surprise.

Zhang Shaoliang chuckled lightly and said, "It was found in the farmhouse before. It's not too much to give them so much silver and take away a few cakes."

Luo Ling nodded in disbelief. After being hungry for a day, she suddenly couldn't care less and began to gobble it up.

"Cough cough..."

Maybe it was because she ate too fast, and she was lying on her stomach, unable to swallow for a while, so she stretched out her hand and patted her chest, coughing twice in discomfort.

"Eat slowly, and no one will grab you. If you choke to death, I will have to dig a hole to bury you. Really..." Zhang Shaoliang shook his head and sighed. She stroked rhythmically on her back to help her breathe.

Luo Ling drank a few sips of water, felt smooth immediately, and started to eat again, but found that Zhang Shaoliang was looking at her all the time, so he couldn't help but stop putting the pastry into his mouth, and asked him: "You watch what I do, why don't you eat?"

Zhang Shaoliang raised his eyebrows slightly and said: "Your food is so delicious, how could I have the nerve to snatch it from you?"

Luo Ling's cheeks were slightly flushed, as if she hadn't eaten anything in her [-]-year life, she pushed the remaining pieces of sweet-scented osmanthus cake in front of Zhang Shaoliang, and said, "Eat it, I'm full."

"Who wants to eat your leftovers? I'll eat this." Zhang Shaoliang rummaged through the luggage again. Although it was the luggage that Luo Ling brought out, it seems that he has put a lot of strange things in it now, and it has become a public luggage. up.

"What else is delicious?" Luo Ling moved to the side of the luggage and saw Zhang Shaoliang take out a pack of oil paper to hold something. When he opened it, he could smell the faint smell of meat, "It's dried meat." I want it too!" Luo Ling muttered with bright eyes.

"Hey, you've eaten the sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, these are mine." Zhang Shaoliang only gave her a glance, then turned around, not going to share with her, Luo Ling stood next to him, looking eagerly He stuffed pieces of jerky into his mouth.

"I carried you for a day, and saw that you fell asleep, and I couldn't bear to wake you up. Now my back hurts and my shoulders hurt, so why don't you repay me?" Luo Ling sat up and said solemnly.

Hearing this, Zhang Shaoliang turned his face away, looked at her affectionately, and raised a Zhang Shaoliang lazy smile: "Linger, thank you."

Luo Ling twitched his cheeks. It seems that to deal with this guy, it is impossible to pass the test with ordinary people's thinking.

He spotted the biggest piece in his hand, and when Zhang Shaoliang turned his head to get the water, he quickly reached out and grabbed the biggest piece. Zhang Shaoliang turned his head and looked at her with a gloomy expression.

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