Inside the wooden hut at this mont, the atmosphere was sowhat unusual!
Zhang Xing bit tightly on her jade finger, her pretty face flushed red as if she had drunk wine, her expression carrying a hint of haziness.
"How can this be..."
At that mont, Zhang Xing almost shyly buried her entire head into the bedding, feeling a trickle of blood being sucked from her leg. That sensation, tingling with a hint of pain yet filled with an intense softness, was so addictive she could almost lose herself.
"Ah..."
When Ye Feng suddenly drew a deep breath, a jolt of pain mixed with a rush of electrical current instantly made Zhang Xing cry out in surprise.
However, Zhang Xing's cry of alarm ended up causing Ye Feng a lot of trouble!
"Mama mia, this... this is simply lethal!" Ye Feng laughed wryly, and then his wry smile turned into a sneaky one:
"Nevertheless, I like it..."
With a lascivious thought, Ye Feng imdiately resud sucking until he had drawn out all the poisonous blood from Zhang Xing's thigh. Then, his hand pressed directly on her smooth, delicate thigh.
"What... what are you doing..."
Even though Zhang Xing's heart was trembling, when Ye Feng's palm touched her thigh, she still shuddered and asked in a panic.
Seemingly discerning the embarrassnt and anger in Zhang Xing's expression, Ye Feng shrugged:
"Relax, I'm not trying to take advantage of you! Though most of the poison in your leg has been sucked out, there might still be so residue. To recover quickly, you must use my thod!"
Hearing this, Zhang Xing fell silent and did not continue to object.
With a smile, Ye Feng then placed his hand on Zhang Xing's beautiful leg and gently circulated the strange energy within his body into the wound.
As Ye Feng's peculiar energy seeped into Zhang Xing's leg, a surge of warmth spread, like a gentle fire burning, not scorching but incredibly comfortable!
"What exactly has this guy done..."
Zhang Xing gave a bitter smile, finally coming to understand Ye Feng's oddness!
Fortunately, Ye Feng's massage didn't last long. When he removed his hand from her leg, Zhang Xing finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Ye Feng opened a small bottle in his hand, sprinkled so dicine Powder on the wound, and after noticing there were no clean clothes in the wooden hut, he tore a strip of cloth from his own shirt and wrapped Zhang Xing's leg with it.
During this process, Zhang Xing's beautiful eyes stared straight at Ye Feng, and in that mont, she realized how handso Ye Feng was, especially the careful way he dressed her wound, which evoked an unusual feeling in her heart.
"Do I look very handso?"
Just as Zhang Xing was staring straight at Ye Feng, the corners of Ye Feng's mouth lifted slightly, and then he asked with a smile.
Err...
Seeing that she had been caught by Ye Feng, Zhang Xing's face blushed like a red apple, and she couldn't help but give him a white look, "Yes! You're handsoly 'clumsy'!"
Zhang Xing deliberately elongated the word "clumsy," and after saying that, she exchanged a glance with Ye Feng, and both of them burst into laughter.
"Your wound should be fine now. It's going to be a bit uncomfortable staying here tonight, but let's leave when it gets light tomorrow!"
Ye Feng smiled at Zhang Xing and spoke, but just as he finished, several "gurgle, gurgle" sounds could be heard!
Zhang Xing instantly felt extrely embarrassed, covering her stomach and giving a bitter smile.
Ye Feng was startled, then scratched his head, "There isn't much to eat around here. You wait for
here, and I'll go get you sothing to eat!"
Seeing Zhang Xing's embarrassnt, Ye Feng quickly finished speaking and walked straight out of the room door.
Zhang Xing intended to call him back, but she was too hungry. Her mouth moved, but she still didn't say anything.
It was only after Ye Feng had left that Zhang Xing thought about the romantic mont earlier, and her heart rippled slightly:
"Is this considered an accidental encounter?"
As an intellectual and trendy woman of the tis, Zhang Xing was of course not unfamiliar with the term "accidental encounter." She often heard about such stories from her close friends, but this was her first personal experience. She just didn't know if their story would develop as it might in a television plot!
At that thought, Zhang Xing suddenly froze, and then chuckled bitterly, shaking her head. She found that this man had sohow made her restless, which was really strange!
...
When Ye Feng returned, the night sky was already graced by the hanging high moon.
Zhang Xing saw that Ye Feng was carrying several birds and beasts that had already been plucked and cleaned, looking plump, smooth, and tender.
"What did you catch?"
Zhang Xing's spirits had improved by now, and she was able to stand up. She asked him directly.
"Two pheasants and a partridge! These are Phoenix Mountain's famous wild ga!"
Ye Feng smiled, then went to gather so dry twigs, set up a rack, and lit a bonfire to begin roasting the catch.
Zhang Xing was montarily stunned, but a hint of delight appeared on her pretty face. She had co out to relax, and this was her first ti setting up a bonfire to cook food like this.
Zhang Xing limped over to Ye Feng's side and sat down directly, quietly watching him continually roast the three birds.
In the night sky scattered with stars, the two of them talked under the moonlight, creating an extrely comfortable atmosphere.
Through their conversation, Zhang Xing found that Ye Feng, despite being a bit of a smooth talker, was witty and humorous, and there was a depth hidden in his expression, like the boundless galaxy, elusive and unfathomable.
While Zhang Xing was staring off into space at Ye Feng, he sniffed, then laughed and said:
"It's ready! Ti to eat!"
In Zhang Xing's astonished gaze, Ye Feng slowly took out a packet of spices from his pocket and sprinkled them over the golden brown and greasy food, releasing a fragrance that was tantalizing.
The two feasted, especially Zhang Xing, who found the tender and smooth deliciousness irresistible. She ate two entire pheasants, and her belly was visibly distended.
"My goodness, it's so delicious..."
Zhang Xing's mouth and fingers were sared with grease as she sucked on her fingers, finally feeling completely satisfied.
Seeing Zhang Xing's charming and adorable appearance, Ye Feng couldn't help but smile. But just as he was about to speak, his expression changed slightly, and he turned to look towards the path leading up the mountain, seeing two figures slowly walking up.
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