Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Seasonal warmth came: “I think we should all eat well in the United States. These two days are just too easy. Since you can catch fish in the river, you can buy staple ingredients in the village, and you can buy some seasonings, plus all kinds of meat jerky that you bring. In fact, if you cook well, you can make a good meal. ”

“So you stayed in Cambodia, and now you're going to stay and cook for everyone?” Nam Heng looked at her with a smile.

“Is there anything you can't do?” Seasonal warmth asks.

"Are you sure you can stand this grievance? ”

One of the little brothers at the base next to him snuck in and drank fish soup and said: “Mrs. Mo washed all our socks this morning. I don't suppose there's anything worse than washing dozens of pairs of socks...”

Nan Heng's eyes were set directly on the warmth of the season.

“Let Mo Jing die for herself, don't save her.” He suddenly whispered.

Seasonal warmth glanced at him suddenly: "What do you mean? ”

“Save him and let him know that his wife is here to cook for us and wash our socks, which is not good...”

Seasonal warmth: "…”

She turned around and went back to the warehouse to fill the fish soup. She said as she walked: "When you went to buy these staples and dry food, there was too little salt to bring back, so the fish soup may still be a little light. When you go back today, remember to buy some oil and salt seasoning. ”

After that, people went straight into the warehouse.

Nanheng stood there and glanced at Feng Ling: “It is true that there has never been a woman in the base. It is rare that there is a woman. It really feels different. ”

Feng Lingmei had no expression: “As long as you're not afraid to get poisoned, I won't mind cooking for you later when you get back to the base. ”

Nanheng smiled at her without smiling: "There's a one-star American chef at base headquarters, and you need to show yourself? But this field operation does require a woman. ”

Feng Ling turned around and was about to go. She suddenly grabbed her wrist. Her eyes turned cold and looked at the big hand on her wrist: “Let go. ”

“Does it still hurt?” Nanheng's voice was very low and very faint.

Feng Ling's eyes were even sharper in an instant. He was about to hit him off with a counterhand, and the brother next to him, who was still sucking and drinking soup, looked at them wonderfully and said, “What still hurts? Is Feng Ling hurt? It's probably a minor injury if we can get a kiss from the boss on the cold side. Oops, Feng Ling, where are you hurt? ”

Nan Heng lifted his leg to his shoulder and just one foot: "Fuck off, you're everywhere! ”

Little brothers scared to turn around and hide in the bulletproof shed. I don't know what kind of fire the boss is sending. Maybe he cares about Feng Ling. Can't their brothers care?

“I told you to let go!” Feng Ling's face was cold and he tried to break his hand from Nam Heng's.

Nan Heng squeezed her wrist with no effort and looked down at her: “Be honest, hmm? ”

“Fuck off!” Feng Ling was impatient, lifting his leg and kicking directly at him.

As soon as Ji Wen picked up the fish soup again, he heard a strange noise from Mi Lin's side. The brothers who came to help her serve the bowl together lowered their voices and said: “Mrs. Mo, don't go there. The boss and Feng Ling are fighting, don't hurt you. ”

Seasonal warmth: "…”

……

Seasonal warmth began to focus on the diet of these rough guys at the base. In addition to the staple food she bought and the fish and shrimp she could harvest in the river, she also went to the forest to find green vegetables that could be eaten. There were mushrooms everywhere, but people were never sure which was toxic or non-toxic, so nobody came to pick them.

Seasonal Warm specially checked the classification of mushrooms and edible plants in these dense tropical forests on her cell phone and went into the dense forest carrying a bamboo basket bought from a family in the village.

In the interest of safety, Nan Heng deliberately asked Feng Ling and K. to walk with her in the forest.

“Mrs. Mo, is this mushroom okay?” A K is a tall individual who is said to be one of the best at close combat in their base, has a straightforward personality and obedience, and is enthusiastic about the warmth of the season.

Seasonal Warm just picked up a small vegetable and put it in the bamboo basket. He turned around and saw the mushroom in K's hand. He punched it in the corner of his mouth: “This is toxic. ”

K. looked embarrassed and threw away the mushrooms and continued to follow her.

Feng Ling knocked back and forth in the grass with a bamboo pole in front of him, driving away all the close-fitting insect snakes and so that the season could safely pick food here.

Around 8 pm, the night is dark as ink and stars hang in the sky.

Everyone's eating a lot tonight, causing some brothers to eat too much and go back and forth to the other side of the forest for convenience.

Ji Wen chatted with the brothers at the base for a while, then got up and went out. Feng Ling walked along the river with her and spoke all the way, but Feng Ling obviously avoided talking about Nanheng. When the two returned to God, they were hundreds of meters away from where the base was stationed.

They were about to go back. Suddenly, Feng Ling's eyes suddenly turned and looked in the direction of a narrow, pitch-black river in the distance.

Seasonal warmth also turned its head and saw a glimmer of light in the dark crevices over there, suddenly flashing through the dense bushes of water.

“Fishermen from that village over there?” Seasonal warmth asked low.

Feng Ling's eyes were cold, but he took a step backwards with the warmth of the season, calmly as if nothing had happened: “It should be, let's go back first. ”

Yet just as the two of them were leaving from the other direction, there was suddenly a faint voice not far away, like talking, speaking Cambodian local language, which Seasonal Warm could not understand.

Feng Ling suddenly pushed the warmth of the season behind the grass by the river when he heard the conversation between them. He whispered to her: "Squat here and don't come out! ”

Aren't those fishermen?

At this time, two dark shadows jumped from the river opposite, Feng Ling had rushed past quickly. At the same time, the season was warm and confused. As Feng Ling said, the conditions were reflected. He hid behind the grass bush at Qi waist, and was about to pick up his phone and call Nanheng to inform him.

As a result, the phone was pinched in her hand and she paused again. Although she hid the place in the grass, it would not be discovered, but once her phone screen was lit, it would surely attract the attention of those people in such a dark place. If she was discovered, Feng Ling would only be affected to protect her hands and feet.

But now it's just the two of them, those people are obviously prepared, only Feng Ling alone to deal with it, I'm afraid something will happen.

Seasonwarm quietly squatted behind the grass to move a little in the direction of the base. Here, it was a little far from where Ling was going. Seasonwarm saw everything around him and walked carefully in the dark. Suddenly, there was a quick sound of sand and footsteps coming from behind her. Her heart tightened and before she could react, she was strangled from behind.