The rain in the afternoon was completely drenched, Zhuo Yiqing was afraid that Wen Ai would catch a cold, so he came here specially to check on his condition.
The person on the bed was fast asleep with his eyes closed, and the quilt was so high that most of his face was covered.
Zhuo Yiqing pulled down the quilt, letting Wen Ai expose his entire face, and tapped the tip of his nose lightly: "If I don't come, you'll just sleep with your nose stuffy all night. ?”
Wen Ai obediently didn't react at all, her cheeks turned a faint pink, looking like a pink and tender pig.
Zhuo Yiqing touched his forehead to make sure he didn't have a fever, and when he was about to withdraw his hand, he couldn't hold back, and groped all the way down his side face, wrapping the soft cheek flesh in his palm , Rub lightly lovingly.
"Hmm..." Wen Ai unconsciously rubbed his head against the palm beside his face, Zhuo Yiqing's heart was tickled, he sat down on the edge of the bed, hugged him into his arms, Wen Ai leaned softly against him on his chest, sleeping defenseless.
Zhuo Yiqing lowered her head and kissed Wen Ai, between her brows, eyes, cheeks, ears, and finally lingered on her neck. He put his hand into Wen Ai's collar, and groped carefully on the nape of his neck, which was smooth and delicate, with no slightly bulging scent glands.
"Cunning little thing." Zhuo Yiqing's voice was low and hoarse, and he gently grabbed Wen Ai's earlobe with his teeth, "I really know how to hide secrets."
Wen Ai might wake up at any time, Zhuo Yiqing didn't make any further moves, hugged him restrainedly, put him back on the bed, tucked him in and left.
In the early morning of the next day, a sharp rooster crowed through the entire bamboo house. Wen Ai was still in a dream, only feeling a sharp stab in the brain, and opened his eyes instantly to wake up.
Stretching out of the room, he saw Zhuo Yiqing squatting in the yard, holding a big colorful bird under his hands. The big bird opened its sharp beak and let out piercing chicken crows continuously, and its body was still dying. struggling.
Wen Ai rubbed his eyes: "You are..."
"Woke you up?" Zhuo Yiqing quickly tied the big bird's feet together with a thin hemp rope, "This is a pheasant, it probably fell down the mountain due to yesterday's heavy rain and hid in our woodshed all night , I just saw it when I went to get firewood for the fire."
"It looks like a bird." Wen Ai stared at the pheasant's feathers curiously, "It can be of any color, and it's not too skinny."
"Why don't you run faster." Zhuo Yiqing pulled the rope to stand up, and the pheasant that was lifted upside down in the air flapped its wings vigorously, "This thing can fly, I let it fly just now without paying attention Came in the yard and almost failed to catch him."
Wen Ai: "I want to touch it."
Zhuo Yiqing pinched the pheasant's head to prevent it from pecking people: "Touch it."
"It's so slippery." Wen Ai stroked the pheasant's back back and forth a few times, then suddenly stopped, "Is this a male or a female?"
Zhuo Yiqing simply and roughly lifted the pheasant's buttocks to have a look: "Mother."
Wen Ai's eyes lit up: "Then let's raise it! It can still lay eggs in the future!"
Zhuo Yiqing shook her head: "No."
Wen Ai didn't expect him to refuse so simply, and asked puzzledly, "Why?"
Zhuo Yiqing glanced at him: "When the time comes, I will definitely be the one who feeds and shovels shit, trouble."
Wen Ai vowed: "I will help."
Zhuo Yiqing raised her eyebrows: "Okay, then go build a chicken coop first."
Wen Ai stood there thinking for a long time, then said blankly: "How?"
"Look, this is still falling on me." Zhuo Yiqing was happy, and walked into the kitchen with the pheasant in hand, "Do you want fried or braised?"
"Wait, wait." Wen Ai chased after him and grabbed his arm, "At worst, I'll help you with other things."
Zhuo Yiqing stopped and turned to look at him: "Do you really want to raise him?"
Wen Ai nodded: "Yes."
"It's not impossible." Zhuo Yiqing grinned at him, "You call me brother, and I'll keep you fat and fat."
Wen Ai let go of his hand: "Why do you keep thinking about this..."
"If you bark, not only this one, but I can also go to the mountain to catch some chickens for you to raise together, and then give birth to many chicks." Zhuo Yiqing tempted, "How about it?"
The pheasant had already given up struggling, with its head hanging down, the whole chicken was stunned, Wen Ai looked at its unlovable appearance, pursed his lips, and murmured: "...Brother."
Zhuo Yiqing picked out her ears: "I didn't hear it, please speak up."
Wen Ai took a deep breath, tiptoed up to his ear, clenched his hands into fists, and roared angrily: "Brother!"
"Hiss—" Zhuo Yiqing was so shaken that she rubbed her ears, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "How can you be so fierce... Alright, I'll catch pheasants for you this afternoon."
Zhuo Yiqing temporarily tied the pheasant into the woodshed, then turned to make breakfast.
Wen Ai moved a small bench and sat in the yard, looking at Zhuo Yiqing's busy back through the open kitchen door.
Wen Ai: "System, I think I'm at a loss. You said that he is a druggist, and he wants to negotiate terms with me for raising a chicken for me?"
The system sent him an applause dynamic emoticon package: "It's hard for you to remember that he is a medicine man. If you don't know, you think you are the landlord and he is the tenant! Not only did the plot say that his martial arts will be abolished, but also You have to torture in every possible way, not to mention all kinds, have you done it even ten times?"
Wen Ai: "Didn't you take it with me..."
System: "People have taken you before? Do you want to finish this mission?"
Wen Ai: "Then I tortured him too, I let him do so much work every day, I feel my back hurts just looking at it!"
system:"… "
Wen Ai: "Anyway, the rules pursue the effect rather than the process. So far, I am still on the right plot line."
system:"… "
Wen Ai felt guilty: "Why don't you speak?"
System: "What else can my little system say? I hope you don't deviate, and be correct all the way to the end."
After lunch, Zhuo Yiqing changed into a set of neat bunt clothes, packed a small bag of rice, packed up his tools and prepared to go up the mountain.
Wen Ai ran over in a rattling manner: "I'll go too."
Zhuo Yiqing glanced at the bamboo basket in his hand: "The road on the mountain is not easy to walk, what are you going to do?"
Wen Ai: "It rained yesterday, there must be mushrooms growing in the soil, I'll go pick some and see how you catch the pheasant."
Zhuo Yiqing put the hemp rope on his shoulders: "Do you know which ones are edible?"
"Don't forget, I'm a doctor." Wen Ai pushed him out the door, "Let's go up the mountain."
Neigu is backed by a moderately large mountain, and it takes an hour to climb to the top of the mountain.
Yesterday's torrential rain drenched the entire mountain, and everywhere was muddy, wet and slippery, leaving deep footprints. It took the two of them a while to climb to the halfway up the mountain. Zhuo Yiqing observed the surrounding environment and decided to take a look around here first. After turning around and explaining to Wen Ai, he got into the waist-high grass.
Zhuo Yiqing went to look for a pheasant nest, while Wen Ai looked down for mushrooms with a bamboo basket on her shoulders. After being nourished by abundant rain, large and small mushroom umbrellas grew together under the roots of many trees. Wen Ai picked out the big ones and hummed a little song in his mouth.
Wen Ai walked around a few old trees, and when he stood up again, the basket in his hand was already full. He stretched his arms outstretched, and after waiting for a while, Zhuo Yiqing came back from the grass .
"I only found a deserted rabbit nest, let's go up and take a look." Zhuo Yiqing said while taking out two mushrooms and putting them in Wen Ai's bamboo basket, "I saw it on the way back, so I picked it up come down."
Wen Ai glanced at it, and immediately slapped the thing in Zhuo Yiqing's hand to the ground: "You still asked me if I recognized it, but I picked poisonous mushrooms first."
"Poison?" Zhuo Yiqing clapped his hands together, "What poison?"
Wen Ai kicked the mushroom on the mud floor: "This is the Jianer mushroom, and it's not poisonous. Even if you eat it, you will fall asleep, and you will fall into a deep sleep when you smell the smell. People with insomnia can put it next to the pillow." .”
A dark light flashed in Zhuo Yiqing's eyes: "I see it looks so earthy and ugly, I thought it could be eaten."
"You'd better find a pheasant nest with peace of mind. Let's divide the work separately." Wen Ai paused, then suddenly looked at Zhuo Yiqing, "You didn't pick anything else, did you?"
Zhuo Yiqing raised the corners of her lips: "No, just these two."
Wen Ai turned around with the basket in hand: "Oh, then let's climb up."
Zhuo Yiqing touched the slightly bulging cloth bag at her waist: "Okay."
The two wandered around the mountain all afternoon, and they returned to the bamboo house at dusk. Zhuo Yiqing locked the three pheasants he had caught into the firewood shed, had dinner with Wen Ai first, and then went to the yard to start building. chicken coop.
The pheasant is too wild, and its wings can still fly. The general chicken coop cannot be closed, so a roof with a cover must be built.
Wen Ai sat by the side and watched Zhuo Yiqing tinker with the pile of wooden boards. When it was time to sleep, the rough shape of the chicken coop had already emerged.
Zhuo Yiqing pulled up the dozing Wen Ai and sent him back to the room: "Go to sleep, we will continue to do it tomorrow."
"Yeah." Wen Ai squinted his eyes and touched the bed, "Blow out the candles for me."
As soon as the voice fell, the room went dark.
Wen Ai was woken up this morning, and after tossing and tossing for so long in the afternoon, now he fell asleep on the pillow, not noticing that the door had never made a sound from the beginning to the end.
Zhuo Yiqing was still in the room.
He slowly walked to the side of the bed, took out a pointed mushroom, put it under Wen Ai's nose and shook it—
Wen Ai fell into a deeper sleep.
With a smile on the corner of Zhuo Yiqing's mouth, he stroked Wen Ai's face with his hand, then walked down his neck all the way, and flexibly opened his belt.
Wen Ai's body was as delicate as his face, Zhuo Yiqing stroked his chest back and forth, the smooth and delicate touch made Zhuo Yiqing involuntarily intensify her strength, from a gentle caress to a rough kneading.
Wen Ai was made very uncomfortable, so she hummed pitifully a few times, her voice was soft and waxy.
Zhuo Yiqing's lower abdomen burst into flames, he took off his shirt directly, and leaned over to press it.