However, at this moment, under the shadow of the umbrella, there was only a little white fox lying sleepy on the mat, but the young lady and the young master were all missing.
Qing Huan, who had been busy all morning and was dazzled by the cleaning, was now lying on such a warm, harmonious, peaceful and natural mat, surrounded by the pleasant smell of grass. She actually felt a little sleepy, with her fox eyes narrowing.
Standing next to the sinkhole more than two hundred meters away were three young ladies and young masters. At this time, the young ladies and young masters were looking at the sinkhole below, and were debating whether to pick the fruits from the nearby orchard first or not.
Collect the Purple Marrow Red Phoenix Stone in the Tiankeng before talking about it.
"Why don't we collect the fruits first? The fruits are ripe. If you don't pick them, it will be wasted." Cheng Muyan looked at the large fruit forest here with covetous eyes, and his eyes were reflecting, and the branches were drooping.
Cheng Muyan really couldn't turn a blind eye to the fruit trees that came down.
Have you ever seen that kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder? Everything must be arranged neatly and in a regular manner, from small to large, from shallow to deep... It’s just that the fruit cannot be picked or eaten. This fruit obviously tastes good and has good effects.
Yes, with such a big naked thing hanging in front of your eyes, can you bear it?
Simply impossible!
If you can tolerate this, you are simply not a man!
Guo Guo and Cheng Mo Dao were stunned for a moment, their eyes became firm, and they just picked it off. Who said we can bear it? We are men, we definitely can't bear it!
The opinions are unanimous, the minority obeys the majority, win!
The three people started picking fruits with great enthusiasm, and the fruits sometimes "huffed". Once a strong wind blew, there was a row of bare fruit trees and a long dragon suspended in mid-air that kept falling into the box.
of Fruit River.
The three of them slept all morning, and now they are working particularly vigorously. The fruit trees are picked cleanly, just like locusts passing by and geese plucking their hair. Fortunately, there are still a lot of leaves on the branches, so they don't look bare. At least, some leaves are left.
There is some dignity.
This fruit grove was obviously much larger than the one picked last time, and more than twice as many boxes were used. However, they did not spend much more time. This can also prove that Cheng Muyan and the others were very motivated this time.
It only took half an afternoon to pick a large grove of fruit trees clean. It was still very early before dark at this time, so there was just enough time to deal with the things in the sinkhole.
Cheng Mo Dao didn't feel much about the high temperature of the Purple Marrow Red Phoenix Stone. Even if he pressed against the Purple Marrow Red Phoenix Stone, it wouldn't cause any harm to him. Guoguo didn't react much to the temperature of the Purple Marrow Red Phoenix Stone either.
Only Cheng Muyan was a little wary of the stone. The Nine Nether Cold Flames in his body were constantly circulating in his meridians, but he couldn't resist the burning sensation caused by the purple-red stone. Occasionally, when he got too close, his skin would feel a burning sensation.
The pain made Cheng Muyan dare not get too close.
Cheng Mo Dao brought a dozen boxes with him, and directly used his spiritual power to jump into the bottom of the sinkhole. He cut square pieces with the Mo Dao against the rocks underneath and threw them into the boxes, as if he accepted them well.
Guoguo also dragged a box against the edge of the sinkhole and stood collecting rocks. She looked like a rag-collecting orphan dragging a linen bag while picking up rubbish. Cheng Muyan was a little embarrassed to hide under the shade of a tree while drinking juice.
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After harvesting the fruits in the grove, the place where Qing Huan was staying for her spring outing was also moved to another location. Cheng Muyan gently held the sleeping little white fox, and the remaining two took other things and set up camp where Cheng Muyan was staying.
The parasol above her head stood upright, casting a huge shadow. Cheng Muyan, who was still wearing a tag around her neck, did not feel the burning heat of the sun, only the coolness and comfort of the breeze on her face.
Because of Qing Huan's presence, Cheng Muyan naturally gave him a tag and put it on the little white fox's neck. It was looming between the soft white hairs, as if he was wearing a dog collar.
Cheng Muyan tugged on the delicately polished tag around her neck, and paused for a moment while drinking juice. How could she think so? What kind of dog collar is not a dog collar? This is obviously a necklace pendant, right! It's not a dog collar!
Cheng Muyan angrily took another sip of juice. The cool, sweet and non-astringent juice entered her mouth. Cheng Muyan squinted her eyes in comfort and sighed softly. This day was so beautiful!
While she was enjoying herself, Guoguo had already walked back with more than twenty boxes suspended in mid-air, her fair and tender little face flushed red from the heat, and she walked towards Cheng Muyan with light and lively steps, jumping up and down on her head.
The little buds of the flowers were jumping with a click, which made Cheng Muyan's eyes unconsciously smile. Her tone was very gentle, "Come here and drink juice, I will collect the box."
Cheng Muyan handed Guoguo's bamboo tube into his hand, turned around and went to seal the boxes. With skillful skills, he collected more than twenty boxes in a short while, and took out another twenty empty boxes and placed them on the ground.
Looking back, I saw Guoguo holding a bamboo tube and sipping juice. I couldn't help but reach out and pull the little flower bud on the head of the little chubby child...
"Cough cough...cough cough cough..."
Cheng Muyan: "..."
"Drink slowly, no one will snatch it from you." Cheng Muyan choked and coughed, and her face turned black. This bamboo tube is your only treasure, and no one is snatching it from you, so why are you anxious?
It took a long time to stop coughing, and tears came out of the little fat kid's eyes. He looked so pitiful that Cheng Muyan found it rare for his conscience to suppress his mysophobia, and took out a handkerchief to wipe away the embarrassing water stains on Guo Guo's face.
He was still coaxing: "Does your throat hurt? Coughing so hard will hurt your throat too much. Just tell me if it hurts and don't hold it in."
As he said that, he took out another mint candy, peeled off the outer paper and handed it to the little fat boy's mouth, "Take it to moisten your throat."
Guoguo obediently took the mint candy into her mouth. She blushed shyly while sipping the cold candy. She looked at Cheng Muyan awkwardly and said in a voice so tender that she could squeeze water out of her mouth: "Mother, mother,...
Don't touch Guoguo's head, Guoguo is not a child anymore."
Cheng Muyan: "???"
With a blank look on his face, he looked at the cheap son walking forward with a stack of boxes suspended in mid-air. Cheng Muyan stared blankly for a while and suddenly came back to his senses. He turned around blankly and saw a face
A ferocious fox face.
This is a fox that has become a spirit. When a fox becomes ferocious, it turns out to be as ugly as a dog!
Cheng Muyan shivered in fear, and reflexively took half a step back, just in time to see the little white fox jump up with light limbs, walking towards her step by step with graceful and noble steps. The ferocious fox face seemed to be just an illusion, and the corners of his eyes were dark.
The crimson fox eyes looked at him with wet eyes, his nose was red, and his mouth was "whimpering" pitifully. He was really pitiful and cute.