Chapter 532
So happy!
Chapter 532 So happy!
"This kind of grass grows in the deep mountains and can be used when it is fresh. It will produce toxins after more than 10 minutes after picking it," Zhan Yunting said: "And there are several kinds of poisonous herbs that look similar to chicken trippers. They are slightly different. If you are cautious, you will be confused, and those who are in business want to be safe, and dare not use it casually."
Ming Youyin listened with gusto: "Then artificial planting is not enough?"
Zhan Yunting shook his head: "It won't work."
"Oh," Ming Youyin nodded, "I understand, then if I like to eat, we have to do it a few more times in the future, otherwise we won't be able to eat it when we go back."
She has a problem, not only likes food, but also wants to eat it every day when she encounters the food she likes.
There is a saying that delicacies from mountains and seas can always be annoying to eat.
She eats as much as she encounters what she likes, which leads to fewer and fewer things she likes to eat now.
Now she can keep on liking it, and if she has to eat every now and then, only hot pot is left. Even the steak, which she used to like very much, now she doesn't like to eat.
No matter how delicious something is, if you eat enough, it is really not as good as steamed buns and rice. Just thinking about it will make you lose your appetite at all.
Ming Youyin felt that this was also quite good.
Otherwise, with her greediness, she would want to eat anything at every turn, but what's the matter?
Some nearby are okay, but if you are far away, you want to eat but can’t, how tormented?
It's better to eat whatever you like, just eat enough in one sitting, and don't have to worry about it in the future!
"Okay!" Zhan Yunting chuckled, "Many deep mountains have this kind of chicken tripe. Whenever you like to eat, I can take you there."
"Okay!" Ming Youyin smiled sweetly at him.
Seeing her sweet and bright smile, the smile on Zhan Yunting's lips widened, and he couldn't help rubbing the back of her head.
The aroma is getting stronger and stronger.
Under Ming Youyin's eager anticipation, the Beggar Chicken is finally cooked.
Zhan Yunting took out the beggar's chicken, cleaned it up, tore off one chicken leg and handed it to Ming Youyin, and Ming Youyin tore off the other chicken leg and handed it to him.
The two looked at each other and smiled, with infinite sweetness in their eyes.
As the sun set, the two sat on the hillside, watching the sunset blowing the evening breeze, while eating chicken legs.
Ming Youyin laughed while eating, "Eating chicken drumsticks in front of such a beautiful scenery seems a bit unpleasant."
Zhan Yunting smiled, "Food is the paramount necessity of the people."
"That's true," Ming Youyin said: "From ancient times to the present, the first thing people want to satisfy is their stomach. Only when they are full can they think about other things."
Zhan Yunting nodded, "Yes."
Ming Youyin tilted her head to look at him, turned her eyes around his handsome face and compact figure, and blinked at him, "I'm full of warmth and thinking of a lewd bath..."
Seeing her flirtatious gaze, Zhan Yunting couldn't laugh or cry, and rubbed the back of her head vigorously, "I don't want to get up tomorrow, do I?"
Ming Youyin buried her face in his shoulder and giggled, "Brother Zhan, you've learned badly, you can tell nasty jokes!"
Zhan Yunting looked at her helplessly, "Didn't I learn from you?"
"Where is it?" Ming Youyin looked up at him, refusing to admit it.
Zhan Yunting rubbed her head, "Hey, eat first, it won't taste good if it gets cold."
"Yeah," Ming Youyin ate a mouthful of meat, tilted his head and looked at Zhan Yunting with a smile: "Brother Zhan, you're so pretty! I'm not so anxious to eat when I'm with you. If I'm with others, Definitely eat more and talk less! When I'm with you, I can't help but always want to talk to you...Brother Zhan, don't you think I'm chattering?"
"No," Zhan Yunting looked at her, his beautiful eyes made Ming Youyin reluctant to blink: "I really like you talking to me."
He himself doesn't like talking, but he likes Ming Youyin chattering in front of him, talking endlessly.
Her voice is beautiful, like big pearls and small pearls falling on a jade plate in poetry, it is sweet to the ear, with a bit of honey-like sweetness.
Especially when acting like a baby, it is soft and waxy, giving the impression that a feather is scratching the tip of the heart, crispy and itchy.
He had already noticed that Ming Youyin's voice would be particularly soft when talking to him, like cotton candy, and the eyes looking at him were bright and charming, with deep love, dependence, and trust.
Every time she looks at him like that, he feels that he is the most important person in her life, and she is his responsibility, so he can't help but treat her better, and make her the happiest person in the world .
"That's good!" Ming Youyin kissed him, and said happily: "I don't know what's wrong, when I'm with you, I really like to talk, talk endlessly, and want to tell you everything, it's so strange gone."
"It's nothing strange," Zhan Yunting rubbed her head and chuckled, "We are the closest people in the world, it's normal for you to tell me everything, and I talk the most in front of you every day."
When he was with Ming Youyin, it was true that Ming Youyin talked more and he talked less, but outside, he was even more taciturn.
If the situation allows, he can not say a word all day.
He doesn't have social phobia, but he also doesn't have the desire to actively want to communicate with people.
He enjoys the tranquility brought by silence, and feels that speaking takes effort, and silence is golden.
Only when he is with Ming Youyin, will he have the desire to communicate.
He listened carefully to every word Ming Youyin said, and he would seriously respond to every question Ming Youyin asked. When he needed to answer, he must be careful and detailed, and he no longer felt that talking too much was a waste of effort.
Love can really change a person a lot.
The two ate the whole chicken, and the other ate a cucumber brought out from the small yard to clear his mouth, Ming Youyin ate to his heart's content.
She patted her belly and sighed, "I'm so happy!"
Zhan Yunting rubbed her head amusedly, and took her into his arms.
Ming Youyin snuggled into his arms, and the two of them snuggled quietly, watching the sun set in the west and the Jade Rabbit rise in the east.
The sound of the wind in my ears is getting louder, insects and birds are chirping, streams are singing, the world is vast, there is no traffic, no voices, only him and her snuggling quietly.
After a long time, Ming Youyin laughed softly: "Brother Zhan, is it because I don't talk, can you sit with me until dawn like this?"
Zhan Yunting rubbed her head with a smile and nodded.
Indeed.
He felt that it was very good for the two of them to sit quietly like this, and his heart was full of indescribable tranquility and satisfaction.
Ming Youyin lay in his arms, unable to laugh.
Enough of laughing, she hooked Zhan Yunting's neck and kissed his lips.
Zhan Yunting quickly turned against the guest, and the battle became more and more fierce. Ming Youyin was pressed to the ground by Zhan Yunting.
In just a moment, Zhan Yunting turned over with strength in his arms, and he lay on the bottom, letting Ming Youyin lie on top of him.
Ming Youyin leaned on him and looked at him with a smile, her dark eyes were watery, like black grapes soaked in ice water, so beautiful that people couldn't move their eyes away.
Zhan Yunting gently kissed her.
(End of this chapter)
"This kind of grass grows in the deep mountains and can be used when it is fresh. It will produce toxins after more than 10 minutes after picking it," Zhan Yunting said: "And there are several kinds of poisonous herbs that look similar to chicken trippers. They are slightly different. If you are cautious, you will be confused, and those who are in business want to be safe, and dare not use it casually."
Ming Youyin listened with gusto: "Then artificial planting is not enough?"
Zhan Yunting shook his head: "It won't work."
"Oh," Ming Youyin nodded, "I understand, then if I like to eat, we have to do it a few more times in the future, otherwise we won't be able to eat it when we go back."
She has a problem, not only likes food, but also wants to eat it every day when she encounters the food she likes.
There is a saying that delicacies from mountains and seas can always be annoying to eat.
She eats as much as she encounters what she likes, which leads to fewer and fewer things she likes to eat now.
Now she can keep on liking it, and if she has to eat every now and then, only hot pot is left. Even the steak, which she used to like very much, now she doesn't like to eat.
No matter how delicious something is, if you eat enough, it is really not as good as steamed buns and rice. Just thinking about it will make you lose your appetite at all.
Ming Youyin felt that this was also quite good.
Otherwise, with her greediness, she would want to eat anything at every turn, but what's the matter?
Some nearby are okay, but if you are far away, you want to eat but can’t, how tormented?
It's better to eat whatever you like, just eat enough in one sitting, and don't have to worry about it in the future!
"Okay!" Zhan Yunting chuckled, "Many deep mountains have this kind of chicken tripe. Whenever you like to eat, I can take you there."
"Okay!" Ming Youyin smiled sweetly at him.
Seeing her sweet and bright smile, the smile on Zhan Yunting's lips widened, and he couldn't help rubbing the back of her head.
The aroma is getting stronger and stronger.
Under Ming Youyin's eager anticipation, the Beggar Chicken is finally cooked.
Zhan Yunting took out the beggar's chicken, cleaned it up, tore off one chicken leg and handed it to Ming Youyin, and Ming Youyin tore off the other chicken leg and handed it to him.
The two looked at each other and smiled, with infinite sweetness in their eyes.
As the sun set, the two sat on the hillside, watching the sunset blowing the evening breeze, while eating chicken legs.
Ming Youyin laughed while eating, "Eating chicken drumsticks in front of such a beautiful scenery seems a bit unpleasant."
Zhan Yunting smiled, "Food is the paramount necessity of the people."
"That's true," Ming Youyin said: "From ancient times to the present, the first thing people want to satisfy is their stomach. Only when they are full can they think about other things."
Zhan Yunting nodded, "Yes."
Ming Youyin tilted her head to look at him, turned her eyes around his handsome face and compact figure, and blinked at him, "I'm full of warmth and thinking of a lewd bath..."
Seeing her flirtatious gaze, Zhan Yunting couldn't laugh or cry, and rubbed the back of her head vigorously, "I don't want to get up tomorrow, do I?"
Ming Youyin buried her face in his shoulder and giggled, "Brother Zhan, you've learned badly, you can tell nasty jokes!"
Zhan Yunting looked at her helplessly, "Didn't I learn from you?"
"Where is it?" Ming Youyin looked up at him, refusing to admit it.
Zhan Yunting rubbed her head, "Hey, eat first, it won't taste good if it gets cold."
"Yeah," Ming Youyin ate a mouthful of meat, tilted his head and looked at Zhan Yunting with a smile: "Brother Zhan, you're so pretty! I'm not so anxious to eat when I'm with you. If I'm with others, Definitely eat more and talk less! When I'm with you, I can't help but always want to talk to you...Brother Zhan, don't you think I'm chattering?"
"No," Zhan Yunting looked at her, his beautiful eyes made Ming Youyin reluctant to blink: "I really like you talking to me."
He himself doesn't like talking, but he likes Ming Youyin chattering in front of him, talking endlessly.
Her voice is beautiful, like big pearls and small pearls falling on a jade plate in poetry, it is sweet to the ear, with a bit of honey-like sweetness.
Especially when acting like a baby, it is soft and waxy, giving the impression that a feather is scratching the tip of the heart, crispy and itchy.
He had already noticed that Ming Youyin's voice would be particularly soft when talking to him, like cotton candy, and the eyes looking at him were bright and charming, with deep love, dependence, and trust.
Every time she looks at him like that, he feels that he is the most important person in her life, and she is his responsibility, so he can't help but treat her better, and make her the happiest person in the world .
"That's good!" Ming Youyin kissed him, and said happily: "I don't know what's wrong, when I'm with you, I really like to talk, talk endlessly, and want to tell you everything, it's so strange gone."
"It's nothing strange," Zhan Yunting rubbed her head and chuckled, "We are the closest people in the world, it's normal for you to tell me everything, and I talk the most in front of you every day."
When he was with Ming Youyin, it was true that Ming Youyin talked more and he talked less, but outside, he was even more taciturn.
If the situation allows, he can not say a word all day.
He doesn't have social phobia, but he also doesn't have the desire to actively want to communicate with people.
He enjoys the tranquility brought by silence, and feels that speaking takes effort, and silence is golden.
Only when he is with Ming Youyin, will he have the desire to communicate.
He listened carefully to every word Ming Youyin said, and he would seriously respond to every question Ming Youyin asked. When he needed to answer, he must be careful and detailed, and he no longer felt that talking too much was a waste of effort.
Love can really change a person a lot.
The two ate the whole chicken, and the other ate a cucumber brought out from the small yard to clear his mouth, Ming Youyin ate to his heart's content.
She patted her belly and sighed, "I'm so happy!"
Zhan Yunting rubbed her head amusedly, and took her into his arms.
Ming Youyin snuggled into his arms, and the two of them snuggled quietly, watching the sun set in the west and the Jade Rabbit rise in the east.
The sound of the wind in my ears is getting louder, insects and birds are chirping, streams are singing, the world is vast, there is no traffic, no voices, only him and her snuggling quietly.
After a long time, Ming Youyin laughed softly: "Brother Zhan, is it because I don't talk, can you sit with me until dawn like this?"
Zhan Yunting rubbed her head with a smile and nodded.
Indeed.
He felt that it was very good for the two of them to sit quietly like this, and his heart was full of indescribable tranquility and satisfaction.
Ming Youyin lay in his arms, unable to laugh.
Enough of laughing, she hooked Zhan Yunting's neck and kissed his lips.
Zhan Yunting quickly turned against the guest, and the battle became more and more fierce. Ming Youyin was pressed to the ground by Zhan Yunting.
In just a moment, Zhan Yunting turned over with strength in his arms, and he lay on the bottom, letting Ming Youyin lie on top of him.
Ming Youyin leaned on him and looked at him with a smile, her dark eyes were watery, like black grapes soaked in ice water, so beautiful that people couldn't move their eyes away.
Zhan Yunting gently kissed her.
(End of this chapter)