Madam, be merciful!

Chapter 129
By the bright green lake, Shao Qinggun was out of breath laughing on the grass.

"Shao Qing!"

"Pfft—"

Ye Lansheng's complexion changed drastically, he threw away the hen casually, and appeared by the lake with a slight sway, and was about to jump down, only to see a black head popping out, swimming to the shore, laying on his stomach , still murmuring: "Could this be the legend that extreme joy begets sorrow?"

Ye Lansheng: "Speechless..."

Shao Qing got up from the water, took off his coat and threw it aside, and began to take off his shoes again. Suddenly, he didn't care about the other shoe, and rushed forward, shouting: "Dead chicken, where are you running?" !"

"Cluck, cluck."

Shao Qing grabbed the fat hen's wings, suddenly smiled coldly, a white light flashed, and a line of blood sprayed out from the neck of the fat chicken that was still beating non-stop, and immediately tilted its head.

Ye Lansheng came back with another dead chicken, pulled Shao Qing up, took the one in her hand and walked towards the lake.

"Brother Lan, do you know how to kill chickens?" Shao Qing hurriedly chased after him.

"No." Ye Lansheng shook her head, then said with a slight smile, "But I can try."

Shao Qing took one from Ye Lansheng, squatted down, and said, "Brother Lan, I will teach you."

"You will?" Ye Lansheng obviously didn't believe it.

"Of course, Ha Qiu—"

Shao Qing sneezed loudly, tears came out, and her body shook twice.

Ye Lansheng frowned slightly, washed her hands in the lake water, got up and looked around, took off her outer robe and put it on Shao Qing, leaving a sentence "Stay here and don't move", and went to the depths of the forest go.

The breeze blew by, and the waning moon was rippling on the lake, dizzying circle after circle of ripples.

The sound of fine footsteps came, as if someone came deliberately.Shao Qingwen looked around, and saw Ye Lansheng walking over holding a lot of firewood.

Ye Lansheng skillfully lit the fire, turned her head to look at Shao Qing, her perfect profile became softer and softer under the light of the fire, "Come here."

Shao Qing looked at the half-plucked chicken, then at Ye Lansheng, then threw the chicken aside with a wave of his hand, and walked towards Ye Lansheng after washing his hands.

Close to the fire, a steady stream of heat came over, Shao Qing put his hands on the fire to roast, and sighed comfortably.

"Don't get too close to the fire, be careful to roast your clothes." Ye Lansheng warned, and after adding some more firewood, she walked back to the lake, and continued what Shao Qing did just now.

Not long after, Ye Lansheng cleaned up the two chickens, cleaned the dagger, and was about to get up, when he inadvertently glanced at a certain place from the corner of his eye, and a lump caught his attention, so he couldn't help but take a second look. .

"Brother Lan, are you ready?" Shao Qing gathered the baggy clothes on her body.

Ye Lansheng glanced at Shao Qing not far away, then at the wet clothes discarded by the lake, the corners of her mouth twitched.

"This one will be roasted next time." Shao Qing took one from Ye Lansheng's hand, picked up an eye-catching twig from the side, cut it with his hands, and put the twig on the chicken body neatly.

(End of this chapter)