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Chapter 1888 Small belly chicken intestines, each other

He snorted coldly: "What's wrong with you? You still think my hands are dirty at this time! Drink it quickly, otherwise Bai Kui's wound will heal and I will have to cut it again."

Feng Danyuan still resisted.

Nanming ignored it and stuffed the blood directly: "Drink it quickly, it will leak out. This is Bai Kui's blood, which is more precious than any medicinal material in the world."

Feng Danyuan, whose face was covered with blood: "..."

He endured a few sips, then glared at Nanming viciously, wishing to poke holes in him.

When had he been treated like this?

Nan Ming pretended not to notice, went back and sucked a few mouthfuls onto Bai Kui's wound, then immediately sat on the ground to regulate the qi and blood in his body.

Bai Kui's blood was very effective, and Nanming soon recovered more than half of his body.

When he opened his eyes, Feng Danyuan was gone. He was startled, stood up abruptly, looked around, and finally saw a man washing his face by the stream not far away.

Nan Ming: "..." Being poor is so sophisticated, I don't know how the battles have been fought for so many years.

Feng Danyuan strode back, picked up a fat dead wolf from the ground and threw it in front of Nanming.

"What do you mean?" Nanming looked at the wolf and then at Feng Danyuan.

"Peel it, wash it, bake it. It's time to eat." Feng Danyuan said expressionlessly.

"I don't eat wolves, I eat dry food. If you want to eat, you can make it yourself." Nan Ming said angrily. Instructing him to work? He is not his subordinate!

"The dry food is gone." Feng Danyuan said.

Eh? Only then did Nanming realize that in that battle, all the dry food was gone.

"I'm not hungry." Without dry food, he didn't want to roast a wolf for Feng Danyuan.

Feng Danyuan smiled coldly: "If you don't roast this wolf, I won't let Feng Weihuan marry you."

Nan Ming: “…!!!”

"Can't you change the threat?" Nan Ming was depressed.

"Can't." It's best to do this.

Half an hour later, the roasted wolf cooked by the "Canghailu" fire was cooked and exuded an alluring aroma.

Feng Danyuan broke off the wolf's leg without ceremony.

Nanming glanced at him and thought of himself.

Feng Danyuan took a few bites and finally understood why the little guy kept going to Nanming's place to get food.

I have to say that Nan Ming's cooking skills are really good. He can still make such a delicious roasted wolf without any seasoning. He is really a good cook.

The grilled meat soothed his stomach and relieved Feng Danyuan's anger from being force-fed blood just now.

The wolf was so fat that even though the two of them were very hungry, they only ate half of it and gave the other half to Bai Kui.

Feng Danyuan went to the stream to wash his hands again.

Nan Ming said quietly behind him: "I remembered that I forgot to wash my hands when I sprinkled the salt. You probably won't mind."

Feng Danyuan paused in washing his hands, his stomach twitched a few times, and he instinctively felt nauseous.

"But we ate together. Even if you get upset, I will still be with you." Nan Ming kept up his efforts.

Feng Danyuan silently recited "This bastard did it on purpose" three times before he could suppress his anger.

"Little chicken intestines." He said coldly.

"To each other." Nanming reciprocates politely.


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