After living on a desert island, they all plotted evil against me.

In an attempt to get rid of that kind of friction, he even didn't mind putting two soft breasts against Zhang Liu's back for support.

but……

This futile resistance only allowed the feeling to disappear for more than ten minutes, as the strength of the legs and waist gradually decreased, and then I was forced to enjoy it again...

Xiang Wanying was really in pain and happy, and by the afternoon, she was dead.

never mind……

Anyway, the boy in front of me didn’t do it on purpose...

And take a step back and enjoy it carefully.

In fact, this feeling is also very good.

Just relax and leave everything to the man in front of you.

Gradually, Xiang Wanying's dependence on Zhang Liu also skyrocketed.

Xiang Lingying, who was walking next to Zhang Liu, also felt dependent on him because he was taking care of his "Sister Wanying".

"We are pressed for time today and there is no way to build a shelter." After throwing a pile of wood under the tree, Zhang Liu looked at Xiang Lingying and Xiang Wanying who were resting and said, "Everyone can only make a fire and open it in the open air. Overnight."

After saying that, he also took out the pyrite from his backpack and started pounding it.

"Da da da da da da..." The sound of iron blocks hitting each other and the sparks produced by friction made Xiang Wanying feel extremely safe.

"It's on fire!" While exclaiming in a low voice to Lingying, Zhang Liu already held the old man's beard and began to blow it gently.

A few minutes later a bonfire was burning.

There were currently eleven taros left, and Zhang Liu cut six of them open without hesitation.

The 12-yuan taro was thrown directly into the fire, and then he took out the salty rabbit legs that had been wrapped in the second layer of his backpack.

After seeing this dark rabbit leg meat.

Xiang Wanying's eyes were slightly expectant.

And Xiang Lingying immediately started to swallow his saliva.

Both of them have become accustomed to being fed various foods that they haven't eaten in a long time by Zhang Liu, who is like Tinker Bell.

There is still one third of the plantain juice left, about a liter.

Considering that it had oxidized and turned red, Zhang Liu was ready to boil it again.

In line with the concept of not wasting, he directly chopped up the two salty rabbit legs and put them into the plantain juice.

Throw in two more almost red-hot stones.

"Shoot..."

As the stone was put in, the inside of the sheepskin bag suddenly started to boil with anger.

Cooked plantain juice has a very strange smell.

From lighting the fire to boiling the water, Xiang Wanying remained silent, sitting and watching.

His eyes would stay on Zhang Liu's face from time to time.

Zhang Liu, who had been counting silently in his heart, pulled the taro out of the fire on time.

Then he put the back of his hand on the mouth of the bag and felt the temperature inside the sheepskin bag.

After confirming that it was just right and should not be too hot, Zhang Liu turned to the two girls who were resting on the tree and said: "Dinner is ready! These are salted rabbit legs. There is salt in them. Eat more and give them to me later. I just have a mouthful of soup left."

With that said, he handed the sheepskin bags to the two girls.

I started to eat the taro "whoosh, whoosh".

"It's so delicious! Classmate Zhang Liu! I will definitely repay you in the future!"

After holding the sheepskin bag and taking a sip, Xiang Lingying, who was stimulated by the salty taste that he had not tasted for a long time, couldn't help but promise.

Beside her, Xiang Wanying bit her lip gently.

Compared to the "future reward" of my eldest daughter.

She has her own ideas.

That is……

Do you want to find a way to bring the relationship between the eldest lady and this classmate Zhang Liu?

In this case, I can always feel this "sense of security" by Zhang Liu's side in the future.

It's not that Xiang Wanying is planning to go beyond her duties as a maid.

But as the head maid of the Xiang family, she has the responsibility to find and recommend high-quality men for her eldest lady.

But under normal circumstances, this responsibility would not begin until Xiang Lingying was 25 years old and she was around 30 years old.

One slip away, two one seven, wife one slip away

Section 136 # Volume [-] A stable food source is the first step in development: Chapter [-]: Smell a girl’s feet...

But now, Xiang Wanying turned her head and looked at the densely packed trees around her, considering that she was currently in trouble.

She feels that she should be "more mature"

Xiang Wanying planned in advance to propose engagement proposals that she only started when she was 30 years old.

After these two days of "inspection", she was very sure of one thing.

That's how careful Zhang Liu is.

Even if something happens to him in the future, he can definitely play a role in taking care of the eldest lady!

But for this matter, I still have to find time to talk to the eldest lady in private.

Thinking of this, Xiang Wanying glanced quietly at Xiang Lingying.

"Sister Wanying, do you want to drink too?"

Feeling the gaze of the head maid beside him, Xiang Lingying handed the sheepskin bag that he had held and drank several times to.

"Miss, thank you." Xiang Wanying took the sheepskin bag, nodded her thanks, put away her scrutinizing eyes, and then began to hold the sheepskin bag and take in the salt she had not taken in for a long time.

Feeling the salty taste that she hadn't tasted in her mouth for a long time, her affection for Zhang Liu increased.

Even during the next meal, Xiang Wanying took the initiative to peel off a piece of taro, and then handed it to Zhang Liu, who was looking at his notebook in a daze beside him, and began to flatter him: "Zhang Liu, can you have some more?"

"Ah?" Hearing the voice, Zhang Liu turned to look at the roasted taro that had been shoveled next to his cheek. Zhang Liu subconsciously tilted his head, and then realized that the other party was preparing to feed him.

So he quickly reached out to catch the taro that had been cooled by Xiang Wanying in advance, put it into his mouth and said thanks, "Thank you."

"Well..." Xiang Wanying looked at Zhang Liu's head that had just turned around, and then replied with a slightly depressed mood: "You're welcome."

"Zhang Liu, how long does it take for us to reach that green water pool?" Xiang Lingying did not notice that her maid sister, who used to be extremely cold towards others, was undergoing amazing changes.

She squeezed her head next to Zhang Liu, then looked at the map and asked about the specific distance.

With focused eyes, Xiang Lingying now looks like a researcher who is studying some mysterious object.

"We are here now." Zhang Liu stretched out his left hand and pointed to a small stone pile mark on his notebook and said: "If you walk forward for a while, you will see arrow marks, six arrows, which is about half a day. You can reach the ridge in front of the Goat Jungle, and after climbing over, you will reach the Goat Jungle.”

"Oh oh oh!" Xiang Lingying nodded slightly, and then his whole body became a little stiff.

Because she found that her small breasts were pressed against Zhang Liu's arm that was pointing at the notebook.

Neither of them noticed it just now.

Zhang Liu had already noticed this at this moment.

So he didn't move, silently waiting for the other party to retreat.

But Xiang Lingying didn't notice that Zhang Liu had noticed this.

She was waiting for Zhang Liu to take his hand away.

In this way, they fell into a strange stalemate.

Everyone is eager for the other person to move first so that they don't have to be too embarrassed.

Finally, Xiang Wanying, who couldn't stand it anymore, took the initiative and said, "Zhang Liu, can you check the wound for me?"

"Coming, coming!" In the smiling eyes of the maid sister, Zhang Liu had enough reason to run to her side.

Then he held the little foot, which was especially white after being wiped, and began to examine it carefully.

Xiang Lingying breathed a sigh of relief quietly, and then felt the emptiness in her chest, but she was not relieved yet.

I always feel empty inside...

"The swelling has gone down!" This was Zhang Liu's most subconscious reaction after pinching Xiang Wanying's feet.

At this moment, the skin of the little foot on her hand has returned to the elasticity of a normal girl.

So touching it made Zhang Liu suddenly feel like he couldn't put it down.

But the person in front of him was not Qin Ruoyan or Qin Ruoshuang, so he naturally didn't dare to mess around.

He just quickly lifted up the opponent's feet, then used the bonfire to illuminate them, and continued to carefully examine the wounds.

It is still in a state of whitish pus and rot...

But it's much better than before, and the swelling on the soles of my feet has gone away.

He put his nose forward and smelled the wound. Under Xiang Wanying's blushing gaze, Zhang Liu said, "Well, the situation is indeed much better. How do you feel now?"

"No...nothing..." She slightly curled up her five crystal-clear toes and whispered to Wanying, "Does it smell heavy?"

"It's not that heavy. At least it's not as heavy as the smell of foot sweat."

Zhang Liu never expected that the other person would be asking about the smell of foot sweat rather than the smell of wounds, so he also opened his mouth to comfort her, hoping to reassure Xiang Wanying.

"Is it really... that heavy..." After hearing Zhang Liu's words, Xiang Wanying suddenly felt depressed.

With her heart slightly broken, she had a strong desire to put her little feet in front of her nose to smell and confirm.

But Xiang Wanying finally managed to hold it back, and then she explained with a disappointed look on her face: "The smell must be because I didn't have a chance to wash my feet."

Zhang Liu frowned, not quite understanding what the other party said.

It's such a big wound.

Unless you touch the water to clean it immediately after being injured, or the water used for subsequent cleaning is really clean.

Otherwise, it would be better not to wash your feet, right?

Hearing the words of his head maid, Xiang Lingying, who was wearing black leather boots, also unnaturally buttoned her toes that were full of sweat.

She felt guilty after having dried her sweaty feet for several days.

Putting down Xiang Wanying's little feet in his hand, Zhang Liu immediately said to the two of them: "Go to bed early today, we have to go on the road tomorrow."

He planned to make a stretcher for Xiang Wanying after arriving at the Goat Jungle.

Then he and Xiang Lingying carried it on the road together to increase the efficiency of the journey.

After taking a short rest in the green pool, he went directly across the grassland and went to the cave to seek Qin Ruoyan's help.

As for why they are not making stretchers now, Zhang Liu is actually very helpless.

Now in this jungle, if the three of them take two steps, they have to go around trees and the like.

If this was a stretcher being carried, the scene would be too beautiful.

It is estimated that as a wounded person, Xiang Wanying could fall at least fifty or sixty times a day.

"Yeah!" After hearing Zhang Liu's words, Xiang Wanying and Xiang Lingying nodded at the same time.

Afterwards, the two of them relaxed on the ground and tried to fall asleep early.

After burning the fire, Zhang Liu took off his shoes and socks, and put his feet next to the fire to bake.

Then he said to Xiang Lingying, who was lying with his eyes closed: "Xiang Lingying, take off your shoes and roast your feet. You will get athlete's foot if you sit down for a long time."

Closing his eyes tightly, Xiang Lingying pretended not to hear Zhang Liu's words.

It wasn't that she didn't want to put her feet out to warm herself by the fire.

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