casserole lady

Chapter 787 The Second Posture of Rebirth (5)
Seeing this, Fang Lu and Zhang Hao looked at each other defensively, and then they went back together to protect He Zheng.Unexpectedly, at this moment, thunder suddenly roared in the sky, and in an instant, bean-sized raindrops began to fall.

Fang Lu hurriedly took off his outer robe to put on He Zheng, saying, "Be careful of catching a cold."

He Zheng gave him a condescending look, and refused, "No need."

But Fang Lu couldn't refuse, and forced her to put it on. He Zheng looked at Fang Lu with some doubts.

Seeing this, Zhang Po hurriedly took off his robe, and wanted to put it on for He Zheng, but He Zheng frowned, "I'm afraid I'll be smothered to death."

Zhang Gao had no choice but to put it away, feeling regretful, but unexpectedly, Lu Fang was the one who got there first.

Fang Lu protected He Zheng, and a few people came to a cave to shelter from the rain. The cave was small and dark, and the three of them were very close. Fang Lu and Zhang Hao were still on guard against each other, and He Zheng felt that what happened today was not right. And these two people clearly looked at him with eyes that wanted to eat him, so they were naturally on guard against them both.

When the rain was over and the sky was already dark, the three of them felt that the mountain was steep and it was extremely inconvenient to go down the mountain at this time, so they had to stay on the mountain for the night.

It was a rare opportunity to get in touch with He Zheng at close range, and without that eye-catching monogram obstructing it, Fang Lu and Zhang Hao naturally showed their efforts.

Zhang Hao quickly lit a fire, while Fang Lu plucked the pheasant he was dragging just now, stuffed it with wild fruits, and started roasting the pheasant.

He Zheng sat by the fire, warm all over, squinting his eyes lazily, watching Fang Lu roasting a pheasant there, seeing that he was skillful in his movements, and that the pheasant was roasted with an attractive color, he couldn't help saying: "Your skill Not bad."

Fang Lu looked at He Zheng with a gentle and helpless smile: "I learned this skill from a woman."

He Zheng looked at the handsome face of the young man in front of him, but saw that against the firelight, his smile was a bit vicissitudes, a bit helpless, and a bit doting.That expression was completely different from the usual childish and ingratiating smile.

Zhang Po suddenly let out a cold "hum".

Fang Lu glanced sideways at Zhang Po, but said nothing.

The fire made a crackling sound, and the mountain wind blew by, bringing a burst of coolness. He Zheng suddenly felt an unprecedented feeling.

As if in a distant place, there is a cold, desolate, melancholy, unexplainable feeling brewing.

She coughed lightly, not wanting to be controlled by this inexplicable sadness, so she said domineeringly and coldly: "I don't allow you to think about other women. As my guard of He Zheng, you can only think of your master in your heart. That's me."

When Fang Lu heard the words, his heart jumped suddenly.

The girl in front of him was his Qin Zheng, but she wasn't.

She is a girl who grew up in a wealthy township. She has been doted on since she was a child, and she can have whatever she wants in the world.

This kind of Qin Zheng was unfamiliar, but it was still her in his heart.

Fang Lu looked up at He Zheng.

(End of this chapter)