Rebirth of the Daughter's Revenge

"Do you want to eat?" Mo Jing asked with a smile as soon as she saw Shen Jingyuan's fat eyes that could only be seen with a slit.

"Think, think." Shen Jingyuan nodded like garlic, afraid that Mo Jing would regret it.

"I'll help me later."

"OK."

When I got closer, I found that there was actually a person by the stream. Ling Moyuan was holding a tree fork in his hand and aimed at a big fish, but the sound of Mo Jing and the others coming scared the fish away.

"Teacher Ling, you are here too." Ling Moyuan, as the only special person in this group, of course everyone knows him.

Ling Moyuan looked at the two tree forks in Mo Jing's hand. This girl wouldn't want to catch fish too.

Can she catch her little arms and legs?

It’s not that he looks down on people, but catching fish seems to be a simple thing, but it is not easy in reality.

This requires fast, ruthless and accurate. She is a daughter, can she do this?

As if he saw Ling Moyuan’s thoughts, Mo Jing raised his eyebrows: “Do you want to compete?”

"Okay, okay!" Before Ling Moyuan said it, Shen Jingyuan clapped happily, and clapped her hands with thick and fleshy palms one by one: "I'll be the referee for you."

The stream is clear and the air in the forest is fresh.

A man and a woman stood by the stream in the forest and fished with a tree fork. Next to her was a fat girl holding a box of cookies in her hand while eating and watching the battle situation ahead.

The golden sunshine fell on the three people, forming a beautiful picture.

Mo Jing was in a good mood today, so he caught a few more fish.

Ling Moyuan also caught many fish, and it was obvious that his skills were more mature than Mo Jing.

...

Shin Jingyuan sat on the ground covered with grass, with a fire just rising in front of her, fixed on both sides by tree trunks, and two fish were built on it, with crackling sounds on it, accompanied by the smell of grilled fish.

Mo Jing and Ling Moyuan were responsible for picking up some firewood. There was no way. When Shen Jingyuan saw what she had eaten, she couldn't get out of her legs.

"Mr. Ling's fish skills are really good." Mo Jing broke the branch in his hand and put it aside. Just now, Ling Moyuan would hit two fish at once every time he plunged into the water. The technique was obvious that he often did this.

thing.

Ling Moyuan was slowly cutting off dead branches with a sharp knife. The sunlight hit his handsome face. The lines on his face were tightly stretched, as if nothing could make him destroy his expression. "It's okay."

Neither of them was very talkative. For a moment, the atmosphere in the air was a little quiet, and the birds cries echoed among the woods.

The two of them quickly made a bundle of dry firewood. Ling Moyuan simply used grass to make ropes to tie the dry firewood into a pile and then carried it.

The sunlight hits the two of them and cuts them into two shadows.

The land in the forest is very uneven, bumpy, and there is still water accumulation in some places.

Mo Jing was accidentally mixed up, and was about to fall on the trunk in front of her. I felt someone stretching out his arms and wrapping her waist, and then a nice masculine aura wrapped her.

He noticed Ling Moyuan's approaching, and Mo Jing tightened his body unconsciously, but heard a low and dull voice coming from his ears: "Be careful."

Her back was tightly leaning against Ling Moyuan's arms, and her warm chest conveyed the temperature through the thin fabric. His hands wrapped around her waist, wrapped her in her arms, forming an ambiguous

posture.

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