The host of the beauty is holding a beautiful murder

Chapter 231 The Little Daughter-in-Law of the Mountain Man (11)

"I ate them all, what about Siyu?" Yun Yuan squinted at him.

Meng Qiansheng said solemnly: "You eat first, and Siyu can eat the rest of your food."

Yun Yuan lit the wax for his son in his heart and lit three rows.

It's a little pitiful to have such a father.

It's a bit difficult to go from here to the Red Fairy Fruit.

Next to the path opened were unknown plants full of thorns. Meng Qiansheng was afraid that these small thorns would hurt Yunyuan, so he not only broke open the thorny plants on both sides, but also cut off the overgrown branches and threw them aside.

After a while, Meng Qiansheng opened a trail that was enough for Yun Yuan to pass.

"Come on, be careful." Meng Qiansheng stretched out his hand to Yun Yuan.

The big rough palm was covered with a thin layer of calluses, Yun Yuan put his hand on it, Meng Qiansheng held her soft little hand, his heart felt weak, the lady's hand was so soft.

Holding Yun Yuan by the hand, Meng Qiansheng slowed down, taking a step and stopping for a while, letting Yun Yuan follow before moving on to the next step.

Yun Yuan wanted to close his eyes and let his eyes rest for a while, anyway, with this method, even a blind person can walk through this path without any deviation.

The red fairy fruit is just above the head. The red fairy fruit tree is four or five meters long, and the fruits are all hanging on the tree. Yunyuan can't reach it. Meng Qiansheng put down the basket and handed the gourd to Yunyuan. You can pick the fruit off the branch and put it in the basket."

With a sickle pinned to his waist, Meng Qiansheng used both hands and feet, and quickly climbed up the tree.

Meng Qiansheng cut off a few branches full of red fairy fruits, then bent down and let go, letting the branches fall naturally.

Yun Yuan leisurely waited until the ground was full of red fairy fruit branches before picking the fruit.

The red fairy fruit is not big, and each fruit is as big as the first knuckle of Meng Qiansheng's thumb. Meng Qiansheng came down from the tree, picked the fruit with Yun Yuan, and stuffed two of them into Yun Yuan's mouth one.

At this time, there is no air pollution, no sand, dust, mud, and industrial waste gas. You can eat the fruit by rubbing it on your clothes.

Yun Yuan opened his mouth wide, and while holding the fruit, he also held Meng Qiansheng's fingers.

"Hmm..." Yun Yuan quickly spit out the fruit and spit on the ground, "Bah bah!"

"What's the matter?" Meng Qiansheng asked nervously.

Yun Yuan peeled off the stopper of the gourd, rinsed his mouth with water, "I ate your finger!"

His hands touched the baskets, the sickle, and the plants, and he was still working before going up the mountain!
"Ah... is there any problem with this?" Meng Qiansheng didn't understand.

However, as long as the fruit is not unpalatable, it will be fine.

"Dirty." Yun Yuan said directly.

Meng Qiansheng was stunned for a moment, a faint blush appeared on his face, "Young lady is really particular, no wonder she smells good."

"Where is the fragrance?"

Sun Cuihua used to have a strange smell!

"Everywhere is fragrant." Meng Qiansheng smiled, and said: "Hands are so soft, easy to touch!"

This……

For the first time, Yun Yuan, who hadn't blushed for hundreds of years, was a little embarrassed by Meng Qiansheng's straightforward and honest words.

Scratching his head, Yun Yuan turned his face away, "Let's go!"

Meng Qiansheng carried the basket on his back, "My lady, what fruit do you want to pick when you go up the mountain?"

Going up the mountain to pick fruit was just an excuse Yun Yuan made.

"Ah...the fruit is here, I don't want to pick the fruit now."

"Then let's go down the mountain."

"No!" Yun Yuan refused, "I finally climbed to the middle of the mountain, and I will go back after picking this little fruit, what a waste of time."

"Then what else do you want to pick?" Meng Qiansheng was already looking around.

"I want to eat meat." Yun Yuan licked his lips.

When I am hungry, I especially crave meat.

"Didn't you kill mother's chicken?"

"That's not enough!"

(End of this chapter)