"Even if the original owner of this house really moved all these things out, I'm afraid the price paid may not be more cost-effective than the value of these things." He continued, although he was lying, but he said it without blushing or beating.
Very calm.
Hearing this, Fan Momo seemed to think what he said made sense.
The road out from here will definitely be difficult, and it will definitely not be easy to carry these things. If he asks others to help, he will definitely have to pay wages, which will not be cost-effective.
Presumably, no one would do such a loss-making thing.
She just believed Fengling Yexi's words.
It was completely dark, and it was still raining heavily outside. Fengling Yexi used a small stove in the cabin to cook two bowls of very simple porridge.
Why is it said to be simple? Because there is nothing in it except rice and water.
When the porridge was cooked, Fan Momo was obviously a little helpless. At least he put some salt in it...
Despite this, she still picked up the steaming porridge and drank it slowly.
Fengling Yexi, on the other hand, kept watching her finish the porridge, and then her expression relaxed slightly.
Seeing this, Fan Momo couldn't help but look at him doubtfully: "Why don't you drink?"
"I...cough..." Fengling Yexi wanted to say something, but suddenly he coughed violently.
Seeing this, Fan Momo was a little anxious: "What, is the wound starting to hurt?"
It was raining outside in the evening, and Fengling Yexi came in with her in his arms. Could it be that the wound was injured because of that?
"It's okay..." Fengling Yexi shook his head: "I'm just a little bored."
After saying that, he stretched out his hand and touched his chest.
"Boring?" Hearing this, Fan Momo hurriedly stretched out his hand to detect the temperature on his forehead, but was blocked by him.
"It's okay." He said, and after saying that, he lowered his head and started to drink the porridge.
When he took the first sip, he frowned. He seemed to be unaccustomed to such a simple question as he was usually a big fish in the palace. Despite this, he still finished the rest of the porridge.
"It's getting dark, it's time to rest." Fengling Yexi looked at the candle lit in the room and said. After that, he looked at Fan Momo.
"..." Rest? It seems like it's too early. According to the current time, it should be less than eight o'clock.
"But, there is only one bed here. And the ground is full of dirt..." He glanced at her a few times and continued.
"..." Hearing this, Fan Momo seemed to understand the meaning of his words, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.
"Well, you're not so cruel as to let me sleep on this narrow and low table, are you?" When she didn't speak, he frowned and asked.
"I didn't say that..." Fan Momo bit his lip.
"This chair is narrower. You will catch a cold if you sit here and sleep." He glanced at the chair and continued.
"..." Fan Momo was speechless. She seemed to have said nothing. Isn't this all what he was talking to himself alone...
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but look at Fengling Yexi with some contempt: "Actually, it's not impossible. Although the table is small, you can sit on the chair and sleep on the table. This way, it looks good." She said.
Dao, when I was a child, I had lunch break at school, wasn’t it always like this?
"Qu Zhen'er! You are so cruel, you want me to sleep here? The bed is so big, you can't let me sleep with you?"