The vicious female Ye Youcha, who is in Shura Field every day

Chapter 186 Feet Washing
Qingzhu stared at the oil stains on the animal skin coat, and his face turned green at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Su Xiyue saw the green light on his fingertips, and quickly grabbed his wrist and comforted him, "It's okay, just go back and change into something else. Don't bother with the cub. I'll save the venison in the pot for you."

The green light on Qingzhu's fingertips suddenly dissipated, and a soft touch came on his wrist.

He lowered his eyes and looked at Su Xiyue's covering hand. Her slender white fingers formed a sharp contrast with his distinct joints.

His emerald green eyes darkened, his Adam's apple rolled, and in the end he just murmured "hmm".

In the light of the fire, Su Xiyue suddenly noticed a suspicious blush on the tips of his ears.

"By the way, Qingzhu, why did you come back so early? Are you done with the things over at the Salt Lake?"

She let go of his hand and turned to serve the venison.

"How can we finish the things happening at the Salt Lake in a short time? However, there have been fewer orcs from the major tribes coming to investigate recently. It seems they have been scared off by the rumors."

Qingzhu's voice was full of sarcasm, and his eyes fell on her bulging belly.

Seeing her bulging belly serving him soup, he frowned and quickly reached out to take the wooden spoon from her hand: "I came back because I thought you were about to give birth, and you can't do without someone around. Ye Ling and Mo Lin are opening up a new route, and we have to keep an eye on the Salt Lake. Xuan Ming is a very rough guy, he doesn't know how to take care of others, and coming back will only cause trouble."

His voice sounded particularly cold in the night, but it also had a hint of imperceptible tenderness.

His fingertips took the wooden spoon without leaving a trace, filled a bowl with venison soup for her, and placed it on the table in the cave.

The bright red soup was steaming, with some chopped green onions floating on it, and the aroma was everywhere.

"Come and eat, be careful it's hot."

He looked at her sideways and greeted her in a low voice, his ears turning slightly red.

Su Xiyue glanced at him in surprise, the corners of her mouth curled up imperceptibly, "Okay."

Qingzhu, who used to be indifferent and extremely sharp-tongued, actually knows how to care for others.

The sun is rising from the west.

She suppressed her laughter and walked over to sit down. "By the way, what did you say about opening up a new route?"

"Although the original route was concealed, we had to transport salt back and forth frequently, so there was always the risk of being discovered. If that happened, the rumor that Luoshan Cliff was cursed by the Beast God would be self-defeating, which would be detrimental to our Wolf Tribe. After some discussion, we decided to open a more concealed route."

Qingzhu tapped the tabletop twice with her fingertips, her emerald eyes reflecting the firelight. "The new route goes through the thorn forest. It's a little harder to walk, but it will keep us away from the hyenas."

Su Xiyue listened carefully, blew gently on the venison soup in front of her, and said, "That's true. You guys are all reliable. But I still need to talk to Father about this."

My father is the leader of the wolf tribe, so he must be informed of this.

Qingzhu nodded slightly, but was not in a hurry to go back to change clothes or find the leader.

He filled the pot with a bowl of venison and started eating.

As soon as Qingzhu took a sip of the broth, he suddenly froze.

Su Xiyue watched helplessly as the handsome face of this beautiful lady turned red instantly, her Adam's apple rolled violently twice, and finally she forced herself to swallow the boiling hot soup.

“Pfft, hahahaha…”

She couldn't help laughing out loud, "You're not afraid of getting burned, why don't you blow on it before drinking it?"

Qingzhu's forehead was covered with sweat, but he still maintained his cool personality: "It's okay, I just like to drink hot drinks, hot drinks warm my stomach."

She glanced at him with amusement, but didn't expose him. She held back her laughter and ate in silence.

The bowl of venison in front of me was no longer as hot as before, and the temperature was just right.

Baofu wisely took the bowl of meat and slipped to the cave entrance, leaving space for the two of them.

The stone pot was bubbling and the aroma of meat filled the air.

Qingzhu had just been scalded, so he didn't dare to eat so quickly.

But she didn't look up, just kept eating slowly, a strand of hair slipped from her shoulder.

Su Xiyue noticed it, and for some unknown reason reached out to put it behind his ear, her fingertips brushing against the slightly cool tip of his ear.

The skin immediately started burning.

"It got soaked in soup."

She withdrew her hand as if nothing had happened, secretly laughing at this venomous man whose ears were red enough to bleed, yet he insisted on keeping a cold face.

Just when the atmosphere was unusually quiet and ambiguous.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host, Qingzhu's favorability has increased by 5. The current favorability is 75. Please keep up the good work, host."

She was startled by the sound and almost choked, coughing several times.

It’s not that she can’t be scared, it’s mainly because the atmosphere is very quiet and the attention is on Qingzhu.

The voice that suddenly pops up in your mind, and it has a particularly cheerful and sparkling tone, which can really scare people.

"Slower."

Qingzhu frowned and handed over a piece of clean animal skin. His emerald green eyes were as clear as glass in the firelight. "Why are you eating so fast? No one is competing with you for it."

The tone was disdainful, but the actions were gentle.

"Ahem...thank you."

She took the animal skin and wiped the corner of her mouth. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Qingzhu quickly retract his hand. His fingertips trembled slightly, and a suspicious blush appeared on his cold and handsome face, inexplicably adding a bit of color.

Under the light of the fire, it looked even more handsome and extraordinary, like a blue lotus suddenly blooming on the top of a snowy mountain.

Su Xiyue looked a little dazed, her eyes flickered slightly, and she quickly looked away.

Qingzhu's appearance is not inferior to theirs at all, only her temperament is different, she is cold and indifferent.

It looks very much like the immortal in mythology.

An idea suddenly popped up in her mind. Why not let Qingzhu follow her to cultivate immortality? Who knows, maybe Qingzhu can really ascend to become an immortal in the future.

I just don't know if Qingzhu has spiritual roots...

Of course, this is just a thought. Whether or not to let Qingzhu follow him to practice Taoism will be decided later.

Late at night, the dew is heavy.

The venison in the green bamboo bowl has been eaten up. This is already the third bowl.

He stood up and put the dishes on the stove, scooped some water to wash his hands, wiped them with a clean animal skin, and put them aside.

"Leave the dishes and wash them when I get back."

He walked to the cave entrance and turned back, "I'm going to report to the chief about the salt lake. You... go to bed early."

The last three words were spoken so softly that they almost melted into the night wind. Su Xiyue blinked, but before she could answer, she could speak.

The green figure has disappeared into the night.

She looked at the direction where Qingzhu left, her fingers unconsciously rubbing the edge of the bowl, the corners of her mouth slightly raised: "This man runs fast."

She had almost finished eating and had no intention of washing the dishes. She just threw the dishes into the pot and waited for Qingzhu to come back and wash them.

Bao Fu wanted to wash the dishes, but Su Xiyue stopped him and waved her hand, saying, "You've been tired all day. Go and rest early. Someone will wash the dishes."

Men are creatures that should be used when they should be used, otherwise they will be the ones who use you in the future.

Besides, she also wanted to see whether Qingzhu would really wash it or just talk about it.

Bao Fu scratched his head, not understanding the twists and turns, but seeing that his master insisted, he didn't say anything else.

He squatted outside the cave and kept watch.

It was already very late when Qingzhu came back, and he had changed his clothes.

He looked at the pot full of unwashed dishes, with a layer of grease floating on it.

Bao Fu was squatting at the entrance of the cave and taking a nap, his snoring was deafening.

There was a faint sound of stirring in the cave, which was obviously making it impossible to sleep.

Qingzhu frowned and kicked Baofu without any hesitation.

Bao Fu was kicked so hard that he rolled three meters away. When he opened his eyes, he saw Qingzhu's cold face and emerald green eyes shining coldly in the moonlight. He immediately swallowed his snoring.

"Wash the dishes in the pot."

He pointed at the stone pot next to him and said coldly.

Bao Fu didn't dare to refuse, so he quickly got up and washed the dishes.

"Keep your voice down, don't wake her up."

Qingzhu said coldly again.

Bao Fu nodded his head like pounding garlic, not even daring to splash water.

Qingzhu listened attentively to the movements in the cave and confirmed that Su Xiyue was not woken up. He told Baofu to be careful at night and to find him if there was anything, and then left quickly.

……

The next morning, by the river.

Su Xiyue was putting the dried pottery embryos into the kiln, while Bao Fu was grunting as he stuffed firewood into the furnace.

Suddenly a shadow fell, and Qingzhu was standing behind her, her emerald green eyes fixed on the neatly arranged pottery jars in the kiln.

"You're working with a big belly, but you don't want the baby inside?"

The cold voice suppressed the anger, which frightened Baofu so much that his hands trembled, and the firewood crackled into the furnace, splashing a string of sparks.

Without even looking up, Su Xiyue tiptoed to stuff the last small pottery jar into the kiln: "You've come just in time. Help me move the top cover over here."

Qingzhu snorted and moved the top cover over with a cold face. Suddenly, he stared at the neatly arranged pottery embryos in the kiln, and his emerald green pupils suddenly contracted.

The surface of the clay pieces actually had a jade-like luster, and the edges were as thin as cicada wings. They were three times more refined than the finished pottery he had seen when he went to Beast King City.

"You really did this?"

He placed the top cover gently, fearing that the pottery would be damaged.

Su Xiyue rolled her eyes speechlessly, "What else? Did you make it while sleepwalking in the middle of the night?"

Qingzhu was choked by the retort and patted the dust off his hands: "Are you sure these pottery can really be fired?"

Although it looks good, it is still a semi-finished product.

Hearing this, Su Xiyue gave him a mysterious smile and said, "Whether I can successfully bake it or not, you will know when the time comes."

Qingzhu stared at the sly smile on her face and couldn't help wanting to pour cold water on her: "If it burns out and turns into a pile of broken tiles..."

Before he could finish his words, Su Xiyue glared at him and said, "Stop cursing me."

She snorted in dissatisfaction, "If I succeed, will you wash my feet?"

Qingzhu was stunned, the tips of his ears instantly turned red as if dripping blood, and his emerald green eyes flashed: ". Nonsense."

Su Xiyue chuckled: "Why, you don't dare to gamble?"

"Who dares!"

He blurted out something out of excitement, then immediately shut up in annoyance.

Bao Fu huddled behind the kiln, pretending he didn't exist, with his paws covering his mouth tightly.

Help! He actually saw Lord Qingzhu being tricked by provocation.

Three days later, the kiln was opened.

Su Xiyue stood in front of the kiln with her belly bulging, and Qingzhu stood in front of her with a cold face.

"Stand away."

She rolled her eyes at him and told Baofu to open the kiln cover.

"Be careful not to break mine."

Bang!

The moment the top cover was opened, more than a dozen pieces of glittering pottery were neatly stacked in the kiln, shining with a jade-like luster in the sunlight.

Bao Fu took a deep breath and said, "Beast God, my God, Master, this is even better than the sacred weapon used by the priests in Beast King City."

Qingzhu's fingertips trembled slightly as he carefully took out a ceramic bowl.

The bowl wall is as thin as an eggshell, and when you tap it gently, it makes a clear buzzing sound.

"Yue'er."

He suddenly turned around, his emerald eyes shining brightly, "These pottery."

"Are you willing to accept defeat?"

Su Xiyue shook her white and tender feet and smiled like a cat stealing fish: "Wash your feet tonight."

(End of this chapter)