Portable Space: The Group Favorite Milk Bag Brings the Whole Family To Open and Hang

Xinbao couldn't help but let out a wow sound.

Yan Chenjue untied her, but she was still looking up with her small head up, her saliva dripping down.

Yan Shenjue said: "Xinbao is playing here, I'll go up and pick it."

Xinbao nodded. Under such a similar situation, she suddenly thought of something, turned her head to look at him, and almost sat down on her buttocks in such a hurry.

Yan Shenjue reached out to support her little head: "What's wrong?"

Xinbao stretched out his little finger and poked his stomach: "Aren't you the one with the injured belly?"

Yan Shenjue: "..."

He couldn't help laughing out loud.

It's been so long, she can be regarded as remembering! !

Yan Shen smiled and said: "Yes."

She raised her face and asked, "Then is your stomach healed?"

He nodded, feeling that she was cute in his heart, he couldn't help bending over, and kissed her hair lightly: "Okay, it's been a long time ago."

Actually not good.

Injuries to the stomach may not heal within a few months, but since childhood, injuries have been a common occurrence for him, and he is used to it.

Seeing that the dumpling should not fall, he withdrew his hand, casually tore a few vines from the side, weaved it into a small basket that was not too big, then jumped up the tree, picked up ripe persimmons that were just right, One is thrown gently into the basket.

Even though it was far away, it was as light as if it was put in by hand, and there was no sound at all.

This is the kind of Mopan persimmon, a big one, slightly square, with a groove in the middle, orange-yellow and orange-yellow, Xinbao's saliva drools, went over and took the biggest and biggest one.

Yan Shenjue said: "Don't eat..." As she jumped down, she was already holding it in both hands, and Ah Wu just took a bite.

Then her whole face wrinkled together.

Yan Chen couldn't help laughing, and took the persimmon away from her hand: "This kind of persimmon can't be eaten directly, it needs to be soaked in water to make it not astringent. You..."

Xinbao didn't open his eyes for a long time, sticking out his little tongue, mumbling indistinctly, "Tongue bean tongue bean..."

"Little greedy cat... I can't help it," the young boy squatted down beside her, amused and anxious: "Take it back first!"

This look is too funny, he held his head and laughed for a long time, took out a handkerchief and put it on her chin, "Please, put your tongue back first."

She clenched her little fists anxiously: "My heart doesn't bleed..."

Xinbao can't take it back! !

Yan Chenjue was about to die laughing at her.

He wobbled with laughter, and finally had to hold the tip of her little tongue with a handkerchief, and put it back into her mouth, wiping away the saliva from the corner of her mouth.

Half of Xinbao's small face is wooden, and she can't feel where her mouth and tongue are at all, but once the tongue is back, she can speak, and she said anxiously: "Xinbao's mouth, mouth is still there. ?"

puff!

Yan Shenjue burst out laughing again.

How could this little fool be so cute.

Tuanzi finally remembered that she still had her hands. She reached out and touched them, but her mouth was still there.

Xinbao was relieved, seeing him smiling like this, Tuanzi was very upset, and argued with a small face up: "Xinbao has no mouth, so he can't eat, drink, and kiss you!"

Her eyes were wide open, and she looked like "this matter is so serious, are you afraid?", as if it was his great loss that she couldn't kiss him.

Yan Chenjue covered his face with his hands while laughing.

How can you be so funny!

Lovely hearts are about to melt away.

Seeing that she was angry with her pouty face, Yan Chenjue bent down, held her small face with both hands, and kissed her hard.

The young boy who is dignified and self-reliant has never acted so rudely.

The next moment, he slid his hand down, hugged the little meat ball, and jumped directly onto the tree.

Seeing it from under the tree is completely different from seeing it from above the tree. Xinbao immediately forgot what happened just now, stretched out his hands with bright eyes, and hugged a big persimmon with both hands, exerting all his strength, hehehehe Just took it off.

Yan Chenjue took it in his hand with a smile, and threw it lightly.

The two played for a long time, and they got down from the tree when the basket was full.

Yan Chenjue tied the fat dumpling back to his back, carried the basket, and walked down the ravine in a leisurely manner without rushing over the ravine.

After walking for a while, he suddenly stopped.

Xinbao also saw it, pointed at it and said, "A dog."

Yan Shenjue frowned slightly: "It's not a dog, it's a fox."

In the grass, a fox that was not too big was looking at them vigilantly.

The two sides confronted each other for a while, maybe it felt that they were not threatening, so it opened its mouth and let out a mournful cry, as if asking for help.

Xinbao almost stood up from his back, staring at him with wide eyes.

This fox has cross marks on its back, it should be a cross red fox, but its fur is a rare reddish-yellow color, just like the color of a persimmon, so it looks like a dog with a long mouth, and its eyes are not slender Yes, but black and round, it looks very cute and very beautiful.

Yan Chenjue took a closer look and said, "It should be injured. Don't worry about it."

He tried to walk around it, but the fox crawled forward, whining in its mouth.

Xinbao asked hesitantly, "Will it die?"

Yan Shen made a humming sound.

In this kind of place, animals that are injured and unable to move are likely to die.

He walked a few steps and noticed that Tuanzi's hand was tightly grasping his collar, he couldn't help but startled slightly, and said, "Xinbao wants to save it?"

The dumb boy behind him whispered, "I only want to save a little bit."

The corners of Yan Chenjue's mouth curved slightly, remembering what she said, only a little craving to eat.

He said: "It doesn't matter, if you want to save it, you can save it. I will watch Xinbao, and nothing will happen. If Xinbao himself meets an injured animal, he can't approach it casually. Can you remember?"

Xinbao nodded: "Oh."

As he spoke, he put down the persimmon basket and walked towards it slowly. The little fox stopped barking and raised his head slightly, looking at them.

Yan Chenjue turned his hands over, palms facing him, signaling harmlessness, and then slowly approached it, like teasing a dog, making him look at his hands.

Tuanzi rested on his shoulder, watching nervously, and saw that Yan Chenjue quickly turned the fox over and said, "The leg is broken."

The little fox wailed a few times.

Yan Chenjue walked away, found three vertical branches from the side, tore off two strips of cloth from his clothes, walked back, and skillfully straightened his legs, compared with the branches, it was neat Tie up the rope.

Then he said: "What should I do? Put it here, it can't find food, it's still dead, or we can take it home and raise it for a few days?"

Xinbao asked cutely: "Is it willing?"

Yan Xiaolang didn't think about this question, he paused before asking: "Is Xinbao willing?"

Xinbao said: "Yes!"

He said lightly: "Then it is also willing."

Xinbao: "..."

It seems that there is a familiar smell of a domineering president wafting out? ?

Then he picked up the little fox with a little disgust. The little fox was just like a human being, and he didn't struggle.

Yan Shenjue trotted a few steps, jumped over the ravine, put the little fox on the ground, jumped back, picked up the basket of persimmons, and jumped again... This time he was carrying too much weight, he obviously jumped closer, but still Successfully jumped over, picked up the little fox in one hand, and walked down the mountain.