This concubine is very ruffian and wild

Chapter 35 In the middle of the night, someone is approaching!
When the girl in yellow saw Murphy the parrot, she guessed that it was Wildfire's mount, with a look of disdain on her face.

A strange color flashed in the eyes of the man in blue behind the gauze.

After receiving the berries, Yehuo directly squeezed one, wiped it on the hem of his robe, and brought it to his lips.

The entrance is sweet and fragrant, the pulp melts without chewing, and the taste is not generally good.

She took out the dried meat from the package and threw it to Carlo the parrot, and she divided the berries in half and sent them to the man in blue and the other three.

The girl in yellow turned her face away with her lips pursed, the strong man shook his head and refused, only the man in blue reached out and squeezed a grain, but he just pinched it between his fingers, and asked Wildfire.

"I haven't asked the young master how to address him yet!"

Wildfire glanced at the berries in his hand and shrugged.

"It's not necessary!"

The other party dare not even eat a piece of fruit, and the person who refuses to show his true face, who has the right to ask her name!
"I don't know how to lift..."

The girl in yellow said meanly without losing the opportunity.

"Jinger!"

The man in blue called out the name of the girl in yellow softly again, his tone was much deeper than before.

The girl in yellow pursed her mouth and didn't say any more.

Wildfire leaned lazily on Murphy's back and closed his eyes.

For a character like the girl in yellow, she really didn't have a good impression of her, but she didn't bother to talk to this ignorant little girl, so it would be more comfortable to recuperate.

The bright moon is in the sky, and the flames are jumping.

Half of her red dress is as glamorous as fire, while the other half seems to be coated with silver frost. The fire on that enchanting face flickers on and off, making it particularly alluring.

The night is getting deeper, but the wild fire is not sleepy.

With her eyes slightly closed, leaning against the warm feathers of the parrot Murphy, the thoughts in her mind were still spinning.

There was a slight sound from her side, and she heard someone approaching her, and she clenched her hands carefully, but she didn't open her eyes.

A soft blanket was gently put up and covered her body.

Feeling the warmth of the blanket, the wildfire remained unmoved.

After a while, the footsteps gradually faded away.

Silent all night.

When Wildfire woke up the next day, it was broad daylight.

(End of this chapter)