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"It's a pity that I didn't bring my backpack, otherwise it would have been even more delicious." Sharapova said regretfully.
"This is good!" I have been eating raw and cold food for the past few days, and my taste has changed.
Need to eat something hot and cooked.
The meat of the hare is very good, with strong muscles, and there is no smell, because this is a rabbit in the snowfield.
Sharapova has been observing Zhang Feng to see if he is peeking at her.
Sharapova was happy when she found Zhang Feng peeking from time to time. She was still attractive.
When Sharapova looked at Zhang Feng's crotch, there was still no improvement.
Sharapova said quietly: "Feng, I will definitely help you cure it!"
"Oh!" Zhang Feng responded softly, with a very frustrated tone, as if he didn't want to discuss this anymore.
Sharapova stopped talking.
Soon the rabbit meat became fragrant, exuding the aroma of pine leaves, combined with the aroma of meat, it was simply a delicacy in the world.
"Why does it smell so good?" Sharapova twitched her index finger.
Although he knew that Zhang Feng had a strong ability to survive in the wild, he never expected that he could produce such fragrant meat with nothing.
It could also be that Sharapova is just too hungry.
"It's a pity that there is no salt!" Zhang Feng said regretfully.
Sharapova didn't say anything. She didn't blame Zhang Feng for not letting her bring so many things.
More than half an hour later, the two of them were eating a roasted rabbit.
"It's still delicious, Feng, you are so awesome!" Sharapova was very happy.
"Eat it!"
Zhang Feng didn't look happy at all, he looked dull.
After eating, Sharapova washed her hands with snow and then took off the only clothes she had on her body.
Now she was completely naked. Under the firelight, Sharapova's figure was even more graceful and beautiful, and even more concave and convex.
There can be such a scene in the wild, showing all the original scenes.
Zhang Feng swallowed hard. She did it on purpose. She deliberately tempted Zhang Feng to commit a crime!
How to deal with such women? Now Zhang Feng's mind is a bit stuck, and he can't figure out what to do anyway.
But who is Zhang Feng? How could he be seduced so easily? That would be to underestimate him.
So he didn't get up.
Sharapova also noticed it. Although she had expected it, she was still disappointed, and Sharapova's body was also very hot.
It needs to cool down, Sharapova's body needs to cool down.
So, she went into the snow and bathed in the snow. After bathing for a long time, until her body was red from the pain, she came to the fire and let the fire bake the water on her body.
After drying her clothes, she didn't put them on immediately and just sat there.
Zhang Feng feels very uncomfortable. He wants to go away now, so as not to suffer here, but he can't go. If he goes, doesn't it mean he has a guilty conscience? Sharapova will see it.
Training, this is training! Zhang Feng thought so.
"You'll catch a cold if you don't put on clothes!" Zhang Feng said with concern, his voice low.
It seems that there is insufficient confidence.
"No, I've been like this since I was a child. I never catch a cold. I rarely catch a cold!" Sharapova said.
Zhang Feng exclaimed inwardly. He had to sigh at how powerful the fighting nation was. Even women were so powerful. Zhang Feng felt that he could not compare to them.
Zhang Feng was just curious, her skin was still so delicate and not rough at all.
Zhang Feng has never seen Sharapova use any cosmetics or skin care products in all the time he has been here. Her skin is very good, white and tender.
Extremely flexible, the best!
"Can I ask you a question?" Sharapova asked.
"Well, tell me!"
Sharapova still has the question: "Am I in good shape?"
Zhang Feng nodded and said nothing.
It goes without saying. It goes without saying at all.
"Then why don't you like it? Don't all men like women with good figures?"
Sharapova raised two questions.
"Not every man likes this, the key is to be suitable!"
Zhang Feng's answer was too abstract, as if he was giving out a good guy card.
"Then you don't like me like this?"
"I don't like it!" Zhang Feng said against his will.
Zhang Feng is not that stupid. If she says she likes her, she will ask if we are not suitable. Zhang Feng really didn't know how to answer.
Sharapova's face changed, her heart was tingling, and she was very uncomfortable, but she still held back the tears.
"Do you like someone like Miss Chen?" Sharapova asked.
Although she has not been here these days when Chen Wanru comes, the matters between Chen Wanru and Zhang Feng still belong to her.
Zhang Feng nodded.
Looking at Zhang Feng's appearance, Sharapova couldn't help but shed tears anymore.
But the women of the fighting nation are different. At this time, she still has to ask: "Feng, do you like me?"
This question put Zhang Feng in a dilemma. Just now it was just about her figure, but now it's about her as a person.
To say you don't like it is to hurt people's feelings.
To say that he likes her, Zhang Feng must feel sorry for himself. He told himself before that he could not provoke her.
And now she is working in her father's training camp, and there will be a lot of exchanges in the future. If she is angered, things will be difficult to handle in the future.
So Zhang Feng could only say: "I don't know either!"
"You, how could you not know?" Sharapova was curious and surprised by Zhang Feng's answer.
She said she couldn't understand it. What didn't she know? Don’t you know whether you like it or not
"I don't know. Anyway, it's you who hates you. It's very happy to be with you. You are very beautiful. Of course I am very happy to be with such a beautiful girl!" Zhang Feng said.
Originally, Zhang Feng wanted to avoid long-term pain rather than short-term pain, but that didn't work. There would be so many students coming to the Halberd of War training camp in the future. If she cut off the beard, it would be difficult for Zhang Feng.
Because Sharapova's words are very useful to Pukan.
So Zhang Feng could only sacrifice a little. Alas, Zhang Feng sighed in his heart, you guys, I even sold my appearance for you.
"Really?" Sharapova became happy and her face changed instantly. The tears on her face were not even dry yet. She changed her face faster than a baby.
Zhang Feng nodded.
"Then you have no illusions about me?" Sharapova asked.
Zhang Feng shook his head and couldn't help but sigh again. Only a girl from a fighting nation could ask this question.
"I knew it was like this, I will cure you!" Sharapova did not feel frustrated or unhappy at all.
After talking about several questions, Sharapova's knots in her heart were all resolved and she was very happy.
But Zhang Feng felt uncomfortable. The key was that Sharapova hadn't put on her clothes yet, so she was sitting there on a sleeper, covered with her clothes, otherwise...
Suddenly Zhang Feng stood up hurriedly and listened quietly.
"What's wrong?"
"Do not talk!"
Zhang Feng continued to listen, and then said: "They are coming!"