The black-bellied prince is soft and cute

277 Chapter 2 The Heart and Mind ([-])
Looking at the back of the girl who seemed to be running away, a faint smile flashed in Rong Shaoting's eyes.

When Shui Qianxun came back with some wild fruits in his hands, his mood had returned to calm, and he saw Rong Shaoting also get down from the tree bed, sitting cross-legged by the campfire, with a few split coconuts beside him.

Wild fruit with coconut milk is breakfast for two.

Shui Qianxun looked at Rong Shaoting's legs. She remembered that he said last night that it would take 24 hours to open up the meridians on his legs, that is, he would not be able to walk normally until tomorrow night.

She stepped forward to carry Rong Shaoting on her back with a blank expression, and after walking a few steps, she suddenly put him back on the ground again.

"I just looked at it. Those Biantang people didn't come here, so I won't leave for now. I'll leave after your leg recovers." Shui Qianxun said with a sullen face.

"You can carry me on your back like yesterday." Someone said confidently.

"If you talk too much, I'll leave you here alone."

It was rare that Rong Shaoting did not speak back this time, but a smile appeared in his eyes.The girl's tone was obviously a little guilty. What is she guilty of?

Shui Qianxun didn't want to continue to carry Rong Shaoting on her back. She didn't feel anything when she ran for her life yesterday. Just now he was leaning on her back, with his firm chest against her back. She could clearly feel the man's smooth muscle lines , and the strength contained in the muscles, I was inexplicably flustered.

No, absolutely can't carry him away, wait for his legs to heal before rushing back to the barracks.

In the following time, Shui Qianxun wanted to keep a distance from Rong Shaoting as much as possible, but Rong Shaoting was able to treat the pheasants and hares she had hunted in a variety of ways, with a tangy fragrance, and Shui Qianxun, who couldn't help the delicious temptation, finally came back. Compromising with Rong Shaoting, he continued on his way with him on his back, walking for an hour and resting for an hour.

Rong Shaoting was not in a hurry, he just enjoyed the feeling of lying on her back.

The rest of the time was just stopped and rested, eating, drinking and drinking. Apart from having to carry him on his back, Shui Qianxun felt that this day was not like running for his life, but more like a wild trip.

She continued to rest on the tree at night. Shui Qianxun originally wanted to imitate Rong Shaoting's technique and weave a tree bed for herself. Unexpectedly, she couldn't control the strength, causing the branches to be broken by her every time. In the end, she was picked up by Rong Shaoting. to his tree bed.

Although she kept a distance from Rong Shaoting before going to bed, when she woke up the next morning, she found that she was still lying in someone's arms.

Fortunately, on the third morning, the meridians in Rong Shaoting's legs were unblocked, and he was able to walk on his own. Shui Qianxun watched him stand up and take two steps, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Finally, he didn't have to carry him on the road.

The man was tall and tall, and his moon-white clothes, after two days, were still as clean as if they had just been washed. He stood under the tree, looking elegant and straight, like a stalk of bamboo.

Shui Qianxun looked away: "Since your legs are healed, it's your turn to hunt and eat. After eating, you can go on your way. You should be able to get out of this valley today."

After finishing speaking, Shui Qianxun walked towards the stream, preparing to wash his face while Rong Shaoting was away.

Unexpectedly, he didn't go far, when he heard the sound of his clothes breaking through the air: "Avoid!"

Shui Qianxun was startled, and turned her head to see Rong Shaoting flying towards her. The moon-white clothes appeared in front of her in an instant like a cloud, and before she could react, she felt a pain in her calf.

At the same time, a gust of wind was as sharp as a knife, and slid past her calf. A poisonous snake with a pitch-black body, thick and thin chopsticks fell to the ground, and had already been cut in two by the gust of wind.

It was only then that Shui Qianxun came to his senses. Just as he was about to jump away, he felt that his calf suddenly became numb, his footing was unstable, and he fell, only to fall into a warm embrace.

(End of this chapter)