Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit: 367, make an appointment, do you want to go? [Two more]
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Hearing Mo Shangyun's shout, Liang Zhiqiong ran over immediately.
Liang Zhiqiong, who doesn’t know how to burn fire and can’t build a shelter, can only follow Peng Yuqiu to find food, but after so long, she has also found two wild fruits, which can be put down with one hand. Ran over without hindrance.
Mo Shangyun took a look at her. Not surprisingly, Liang Zhiqiong, who did not find the food, lifted his hand and passed the hare in his hand to Liang Zhiqiong, lazily saying: "Give it to you."
"Huh?"
Liang Zhiqiong's eyes widened in surprise.
Give it to her?
She... Did you hear me wrong?
Liang Zhiqiong took a close look at Mo Shangyun, and couldn't help swallowing, trying to determine whether Mo Shangyun's vile and shameless character might have come to play her.
"Reward at noon."
Mo Shangyun paused in the air for three seconds, and Mo Shangyun was a little impatient.
"Oh."
A hanging heart fell to the ground, and Liang Zhiqiong hurriedly picked up the hare.
At the end, I added a false sentence, "Thank you."
Peng Yuqiu watched the conversation between the two, narrowing her peachy eyes slightly, and had a little opinion, but in the end she didn't say anything.
Mo Shangyun made the hare by himself, and gave it to whoever he wanted.
Handing over the hare, Mo Shangyun clapped his hands, and asked Peng Yuqiu: "Go back?"
"Yeah." Peng Yuqiu nodded.
"Let's go then."
Shrugging, Mo Shangyun took the lead in front.
Liang Zhiqiong, who received the bribe, followed Mo Shangyun pily, reducing his attention to Peng Yuqiu a lot.
Peng Yuqiu: "..."
I was really killed by Mo Shangyun.
*
A group of people returned to the camp mightily.
I went back this time and got three good news:
1. Drilling wood to make fire is a complete success. They can enjoy the light of the fire after dark.
2. The three figures of Tang Poetry, Song Lyrics, Yuan Qu, successfully relying on their ability to survive, caught a lot of small fish in the nearby river, enough for dozens of them to fight teeth.
3. The team led by Duan Zimu went very smoothly and was able to complete the construction of the shelter before 8:30 in the evening. This is half an hour earlier than they expected.
Heaven, it's getting dark.
Six bonfires and six cooking groups began to grill small fish and distribute wild fruits around the bonfire.
Oh, and Liang Zhiqiong's group is roasting hare lively.
Mo Shangyun sat near the first bonfire and studied their map this time.
No one came to bother her, just automatically bypassed the gap and did not cover the fire she used to illuminate.
On the empty grassland, it gradually became lively and busy, with joy and laughter. In a quiet environment, all the students returned to themselves, no longer fighting for heights on the training ground; nor I kept running forward and couldn't see the end; not to mention that I was always worried that I would be deducted points and I don't know what day I would pack up and leave.
"Damn, there are fireflies!"
After the sky was completely dark, someone suddenly yelled on the lively grass.
Gradually, this shout almost alarmed all the students present.
Mo Shangyun folded the map in his hand and looked up in the noisiest direction.
Heads are crowded, one by one moves forward as if seeing the spectacle, vying for the first time. Those are a few fireflies flying near the river bank, which are like stars of fluorescence in the night, flashing and flashing, but this night is exceptional The setting scenery.
Mo Shangyun glanced twice, then quickly retracted his gaze.
When I was young, I followed my masters everywhere, and I have seen a lot of natural scenery. Most of the students here grew up in cities, and it is normal to have never seen them.
It's hard to relax, just let them.
Stretched, Mo Shangyun stuffed the map into his pocket, and then stood up from the grass.
Fireflies come out, and mosquitoes come out too. Staying in one place for a long time can easily be bitten into hornet nests.
"Mo Shangyun! Mo Shangyun!"
After walking a few steps, I saw Liang Zhiqiong sitting by the campfire and beckoning to her all the time.
Mo Shangyun touched his ears and walked towards her.
As soon as she approached, Liang Zhiqiong also stood up from the ground. She patted the trousers soaked with grass, then took the rabbit leg from Tang Shi, and walked towards Mo Shangyun in three or two steps.
"Here, here is for you."
Liang Zhiqiong stretched out his hand, and the big long hand almost pierced Mo Shangyun's face with the rabbit's leg.
Fortunately, Mo Shangyun hid quickly, took a step back, and kept a certain distance from the freshly cooked rabbit leg.
Looking at Liang Zhiqiong diagonally, she saw that Liang Zhiqiong's painted face had a few spots of black and gray, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, and she took the rabbit leg over.
"Do you want to sit together?"
Liang Zhiqiong sent out an invitation to Mo Shangyun without any complaint.
Shrugging, Mo Shangyun bypassed Liang Zhiqiong without saying a word. When Liang Zhiqiong was unknown and turned around, Mo Shangyun sat openly in the position where Liang Zhiqiong had been sitting before.
Liang Zhiqiong: "..."
Grandma is a bear, this stuff is really welcome!
Taking a deep breath, Liang Zhiqiong muttered "I don't care about her" for three seconds, then rolled up his sleeves and walked over, and sat down next to Mo Shangyun.
This sitting successfully squeezed Tang Shi to the side.
Fortunately, the Song Ci and Yuan Songs on the other side of the Tang poems squeezed, and moved this side away a bit, but it didn't matter.
Mo Shangyun bit the rabbit's leg, and noticed Liang Zhiqiong's two legs out of the corner of his eye, and he couldn't help frowning, "put down the trouser legs."
It should have just been drenched in the river water. Both of the trouser legs were wet. Liang Zhiqiong pulled up the trouser legs directly, exposing half of the calf. The skin hidden under the trouser legs has not been damaged all the year round, but it was white and dangling. Some are conspicuous... and easy to be spotted by mosquitoes.
"Oh."
Liang Zhiqiong replied, and obediently lowered both trouser legs.
"Instructor Mo, you are so familiar with the wild, you should have a lot of experience in survival in the wild?" A group of students around the campfire asked Mo Shangyun enthusiastically.
"Hmm."
Mo Shangyun bit the hare again.
There is no salt, no seasonings, and the grilled ones are a little burnt, and the taste is unpalatable.
Mo Shangyun suddenly thought of Ye Qianxiao—a person who can turn food into poison.
In contrast, the food was still ingestible, and Mo Shangyun felt a little more balanced and continued to eat.
"Are there any interesting experiences?" the student asked again.
"Yes."
"Tell us about it." Someone immediately said by the campfire.
Liang Zhiqiong beside him also nodded vigorously, "Yes, yeah, anyway, it's boring, you can talk about it."
Mo Shangyun took another two bites of rabbit meat in a calm manner.
Beside the campfire, many eyes were on her, holding his breath.
Even You Nianyu stopped adding firewood unknowingly, and locked her gaze on her.
Slowly swallowing the rabbit meat, Mo Shangyun frowned slightly, looked up, looked around, and asked aloud: "Who made this thing?"
"257 Ah."
Liang Zhiqiong, who didn't wait for the story, pointed to Shiyou Nianyu with some disappointment.
Mo Shangyun looked up at You Nianyu, and seemed to sincerely comment: "The taste is too bad."
You Nianyu: "..."
Liang Zhiqiong: "..."
Everyone: "..."
Hey! This is the wild, and there is no material at all! You always have such high demands, why don't you do it yourself? !
The atmosphere fell into embarrassment and silence.
Mo Shangyun continued to eat the rabbit legs comfortably.
Soon, one after another, other people began to eat their few dinners, and at the same time they gradually became lively. However, no one asked Mo Shangyun any more.
Mo Shangyun finished eating the rabbit meat in his hands and threw the bones into the trash.
Clapped her hands, she just wanted to stand up when she saw someone walking behind Liang Zhiqiong, so her brows moved slightly, and she stopped for a while.
"277."
Behind, someone called Liang Zhiqiong.
"Huh?" Liang Zhiqiong raised his head when he heard the sound, and saw a somewhat familiar but unfamiliar male student.
The male student lowered his head, a black face could even see the red color, and he hurriedly said with embarrassment: "177 has something to do with you."
"I'm not free." Liang Zhiqiong frowned.
"You must go, he is waiting for you five hundred meters downstream." The male student finished quickly. When he just turned around and wanted to leave, he suddenly stopped and told her, "Remember, Must go."
After the instruction, the male student quickly slipped away, and when he ran back to his campfire, he could still hear the laughter over there.
"..."
Liang Zhiqiong watched the man disappear inexplicably.
When I came back to my senses, I saw the students around the bonfire staring at her, not even surprised with Mo Shangyun, a little embarrassed for no reason.
Liang Zhiqiong was angry and annoyed, "What do you look at? I haven't seen a beautiful woman!"
"Zhiqiong, won't you go there?" Tang Shi asked curiously.
"Don't go!"
Liang Zhiqiong cut the railroad firmly.
She can't even remember what that 177 looked like.
On the contrary, when I think about it, it is Peng Yuqiu's face, sometimes helpless, sometimes stern, sometimes gentle.
As soon as Liang Zhiqiong thought about it, a little bunny ran into his heart, realizing that he was being watched by so many people, so he became more and more embarrassed.
Grandma is a bear. Just pursue it. She has to make everyone know. Can't she be low-key and not cause trouble like her? !
Huh!
Thinking about this, Liang Zhiqiong rolled his eyes and couldn't help but raise his eyes to look around the grass.
At the same time, I found many students who are paying attention here, but also...
I collided with Peng Yuqiu's eyes.
Peng Yuqiu was standing a little far away. There was no bonfire nearby, only moonlight. The sight of that spot was very dark. Liang Zhiqiong couldn't even see his face, but he could be recognized by the sight of his figure.
And, the peach eyes under the helmet are dark and bright, with deep meaning, and Liang Zhiqiong is stunned as soon as he hits him.
Heart, plops, plops, plops, uncontrollable jumps.
Liang Zhiqiong thought for a while, not knowing if she was a guilty conscience or a idiot, so she quickly closed her gaze back.
She lowered her head, the brim of her hat covered most of her face, holding food in her hand indiscriminately and stuffing it into her mouth. If you observe carefully, you can even see her slightly trembling fingers.
Soon, Tang Poems began to drive the topic, gradually shifting their attention away, so that their eyes were no longer focused on Liang Zhiqiong, and Liang Zhiqiong slowly calmed down.
At this time, she has eaten everything in her hand.
Looking at the palm of her hand, she raised her head slightly, and then looked at Mo Shangyun on the side.
After thinking for a while, she approached Mo Shangyun next to her little by little.
Moving for a long while, there is still a big gap between the two.
"Say what you have to say."
Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows and turned his head a little impatiently.
Liang Zhiqiong simply sat down and sat closely with Mo Shangyun.
"Mo Shangyun, say," Liang Zhiqiong bit the corner of her lip hesitantly, and asked Mo Shangyun for advice, "Should I go over and have a look and tell someone clearly?"
Mo Shangyun said lightly: "I don't know."
Clearly, I want to go over and see if Peng Yuqiu is worried. It is a duplicity to have to "speak clearly" to cover up.
"You give me an idea."
Liang Zhiqiong hit her arm, her voice was low, but she seemed to be acting like a baby.
Mo Shangyun's mouth twitched slightly, "I have no idea."
"Aren't you the one with the most ghost ideas?"
"Huh?"
Squinted, Mo Shangyun glanced at her threateningly.
"No, no, it means you have a lot of ideas." Liang Zhiqiong said in seconds.
Mo Shangyun raised his eyelids, "Go if you want."
It's not that Liang Zhiqiong has no idea, she just wants to find someone to tell her to "go" and pass by with a good heart.
After all, if it's just to refuse 177, just don't go, it's simpler and more straightforward.
"You said it!"
Clenching a fist with both hands, Liang Zhiqiong's eyes lit up.
Mo Shangyun looked at her lightly, "wash her face before going."
"...good."
Liang Zhiqiong responded and stood up from the ground.