Although he said these words to Xiao Jueyu, his eyes fell on Qu Le, his round face full of compassion.
Qu Lehun smiled nonchalantly and stopped dwelling on the matter. She turned to Li Changfeng and said, "Shall we continue on our way?"
Li Changfeng nodded, and the four of them got into the carriage one after another. Qu Le and Li Changfeng sat side by side on the shaft. Xiao Jueyu sat in the carriage, still thinking carefully about what the master had just said, looking extremely focused. The fat monk Miaoben kept smiling.
, it really looks like an amiable Maitreya Buddha.
They waited until dark, but could not find an inn or farmhouse where they could stay, so they had to sleep in the mountains tonight.
The four people sat around the fire to keep warm. Miao Ben and Xiao Jue Yu ate the roasted corn cakes, while Li Changfeng peeled and washed the hare he had just hunted from the mountains and put it on the fire to grill. The meat was fragrant.
, all the greedy things in Qule's belly were aroused. She stared at the rabbit meat with bright eyes and her mouth watered.
Li Changfeng sprinkled a handful of salt and pepper he brought with him, and the oil from the rabbit meat dripped into the fire, making a crisp crackling sound. It didn't take long for the rabbit meat to be roasted.
He used a dagger to cut off a plump and tender rabbit leg and handed it to Qule. She said thank you, took the leg with both hands and ate it.
The roasted meat was so fragrant that she wanted to swallow it all with her tongue!
She devoured it, and Li Changfeng couldn't help laughing and said: "Eat slowly, this rabbit belongs to you, no one will snatch it from you."
He took out the water bag again, handed it to Qu Le, and said, "Drink some water. Don't choke."
Qu Le's hands were all oily and it was difficult to hold the water bag, so she simply used his hand to drink the water from the water bag. He slowly fed her water, his movements were cautious, and his eyes were tender and sweet.
Sitting opposite them, Xiao Jueyu was still immersed in thinking about his master's words and did not notice the change in the atmosphere between Qu Le and Li Changfeng. As for the fat monk Miaoben, he was sitting cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed, as if he was alone.
Sitting quietly and meditating as if in a beautiful environment, with kind and peaceful eyebrows.
In the middle of the night, the mountain forest was quiet. Perhaps it was because of the climate in the mountains. The more she slept, the colder she felt. She huddled up in the carriage, but it was still too cold.
She opened her eyes and glanced at the monks and apprentices hugging each other next to them. They seemed to feel cold too. They were wrapped tightly in cassocks and absorbed the warmth from each other's bodies. Unfortunately, she had neither a master nor an apprentice.
There was no one to keep warm with her, so she could only get up shivering, lift the curtain and look outside.
The night in the mountains was as cool as water, and the night wind blew by, mixed with the biting chill. Qu Le couldn't help but shrink his neck again. It was obviously still late autumn, but the temperature was so low, it was really strange!
She looked around and saw no sign of Li Changfeng. Only the fire not far away was still burning. Next to it was a long coat, which was Li Changfeng's clothes.
It was so late, where could he go? Did he go to the latrine?
Qu Le rubbed her nose, which was numb from the cold, cautiously jumped out of the carriage, and shrunk to the fire. She chose a seat with the wind behind her and sat down, stretched out her hands and put them on the fire to bake.
The pale fingers finally regained some color.
Next to it was the coat left by Li Changfeng. Qu Le sniffed, reached out to pick up the coat and put it on her body. She thought that she would give it back to him when he came back, so let her use it now.
The weather was so cold that Qu Le huddled next to the fire and was reluctant to leave. She put her head on her knees and dozed off in a daze.
A thick cloak fell on her shoulders. She immediately opened her eyes and looked up. When she saw the person coming was Li Changfeng, she couldn't help but rub her eyes and asked in a low voice: "Where were you just now?"
Li Changfeng sat next to her, picked up branches on the ground, and gently poked at the fire to make the flames more intense. The firelight reflected his side face, giving him a soft warm yellow luster, and he said: "I
I couldn't sleep, so I just went around the area."
"Oh," Qu Le grabbed the collar of the cloak, shrank her neck, and buried most of her face in the warm cloak, "You still have a cloak in the car?"
"The climate in West Asia is very cold, and three quarters of the year are spent in the cold winter, so I prepared a cloak and some warm clothes in advance to avoid suffering from the severe cold again in West Asia."
It turned out to be like this, Qu Le suddenly realized. She suddenly thought of the monks and apprentices in the carriage, and asked eagerly: "It's cold now. Master Miaoben and Xiao Jueyu don't have warm clothes. I'm afraid they won't be able to bear the cold."
Do you still have a cloak or a blanket or something about climate change?"
"Yes, I'll bring it to them." Li Changfeng stood up immediately, walked to the back of the carriage, opened the gift box, and took out two blankets and two thick fur coats. He took them into the carriage and handed them to
The monk and his disciple then returned to sit by the fire.
Li Changfeng took out a leather bag and unscrewed the cork. The aroma of wine overflowed. He raised his head and drank from the leather bag. The firelight danced lightly. His neck was long and white, like a noble and elegant white swan.
Qu Le couldn't help but take a second look. Someone who could take good care of his neck must have a good background. She was a little curious about his origins.
Sensing her gaze, Li Changfeng looked towards her, handed her the leather bag, and said with a slight smile: "Want something to drink? It can warm you up."
Qu Le took the bag with both hands: "Thank you."
She put the wine bag to her mouth and drank the wine in small sips. The wine was mellow and smooth and comfortable. Even if she didn't understand wine, she could guess that the wine must be a fine wine. She returned the wine bag.
He, it didn't take long for her body to gradually heat up under the influence of alcohol, and her head began to feel dizzy.
Li Changfeng saw that her cheeks were slightly red, like a sweet and delicious big red apple. His eyes darkened a little. He couldn't help but stretched out his hand to gently rub her cheeks and asked gently: "Are you still cold?
?”
Perhaps because of drinking, Qu Le's reaction became much slower. She didn't notice anything wrong with his actions. She even grinned at him and giggled: "It's not cold anymore!"
Her skin was smooth and smooth, and felt like the finest silk. Li Changfeng couldn't help but pinch her cheek again, and asked in a seductive voice: "But I'm cold now, what should I do?"
Qule tilted his head stupidly and asked, "What should I do?"
"If you can hug me, I won't be cold," Li Changfeng's fingers gently slid down and penetrated into her collar little by little, his eyes becoming darker and darker.
Qule suddenly wrinkled her nose and slapped his hand away. She shouted impatiently: "It's itchy! Don't make trouble!"
His fingers lost the warmth of nostalgia, and Li Changfeng's eyes flashed with disappointment. He stared at Qu Le's eyes intently, and once again gently seduced: "I'm really cold now, I lent you my clothes and blankets."
Thank you, can you help me hug me, otherwise, I will probably catch a cold and get sick. Can you help me?"
His eyes are full of temptation, and it seems that as long as you take one look at him, you can't help but be grabbed by his heart and pulled into the most depraved abyss.
Qu Le was immediately attracted by his gaze and stared blankly into his eyes. However, she somehow remembered the scene in the carriage where she saw the monk and his disciple sleeping together to keep warm.
It doesn't seem impossible to do this.
Her tongue was a little tangled and she said vaguely: "Well, then okay..."
Li Changfeng immediately smiled. He reached out and took her into his arms, gently touched her back and murmured softly: "Thank you."
Qu Le said stupidly: "You're welcome!"
Li Changfeng closed his arms and held her tightly in his arms: "You little fool..."
Qu Le found that his embrace was very comfortable, warm and reliable, and she could vaguely feel a familiar breath. She couldn't help but close her eyes, rubbed his strong chest muscles intoxicated, and then found a familiar position.
, and fell into a deep sleep.
Li Changfeng looked down at her sleeping face, the affection in his eyebrows was so strong that it could almost overflow.
Qu Le had a particularly solid sleep. When she woke up, she found herself lying in the carriage, covered with a thick cloak. She struggled to sit up, reached out and pinched her aching forehead, and sat next to her.
Fat monk Miaoben handed her a water bag: "Do you want to drink water?"
Qu Le reached out to take the water bag, said thank you, then raised her head and drank two large sips of water.
The cold water slid down her throat, making her internal organs tremble with the cold. She put down the water bag and couldn't help but ask: "Why did I get back to the car? I remember I was warming up outside the car last night.
I also drank some wine with Li Changfeng, and I can’t remember much after that..."
Miaoben put away the water bag and said, "It was Donor Li who carried you back to the car. He said you might be thirsty after you woke up, so he prepared the water and cakes for you."
As he spoke, he pulled out an exquisite mahogany box from under his seat and opened the lid. Inside, there were many sweet and delicious pastries quietly placed.
Qu Le was indeed hungry. She didn't show any politeness to them. She just picked up the pastry and ate it. While she was eating, she asked, "Have you eaten? Do you want to eat some too? This snack is for you."
It tastes pretty good, let’s try it!”
Miao Ben said: "We have already eaten vegetarian steamed buns just now, and we are not hungry now. You can eat slowly, and don't let down the great kindness of donor Li to you."
This sounded strange, and Qule swallowed the cake in his mouth: "Did you misunderstand something?"
Miao Ben smiled slightly, with kind eyes: "Oh? Did I misunderstand something?"
The fat monk started playing riddles with her again! Qu Le curled his lips and said straight to the point: "No matter whether you have misunderstood something or not, I have to tell you that Li Changfeng already has a daughter-in-law, and he is going to Xiya City now just to
I have found my wife back. They are childhood sweethearts and have a very good relationship. It is absolutely impossible for me to meddle in other people's feelings casually. What's more, I have no feelings for Li Changfeng at all. There is no way that anything beyond friendship will happen between us.