Chapter 410

Qin Zheng let Ye Zhen take the compressed dried meat, a whole two days, Ye Zhen has not drunk a mouthful of hot soup.

Qin Zheng was just looking for firewood when he found some edible wild vegetables in the snow.

Wild vegetables are not only available in spring, but also some plants with strong life in winter.

Qin Zheng knew it, knew it could be eaten, and it tasted good, because he had eaten it in the wild before.

After waiting for Ye Zhen to bring the dried meat, Qin Zheng breaks it down and scatters it in the water.

Because it's compressed, it swells when it comes to hot water and becomes small pieces of meat one by one.

Qin Zheng took the root of the wild vegetables and put them in.

Soon, a pot of snowflake wild vegetables and lean meat soup will be ready.

Today's wild vegetables, vegetable leaves are purple, so at this time, the color of the soup is also a little purplish.

They do not have chopsticks, Ye Zhen some suspicious looking at the soup in the pot.

"Brother Zheng, can I drink it?" Ye Zhen looks at Qin Zheng suspiciously.

Qin Zheng looked at her little eyes, teased her and said:

"Don't worry, I'll drink with you, I'll go to hell with you."

Ye Zhen stares at him and Qin Zheng laughs.

"It's funny. It's not poisonous. It's drinkable. I've had it before."

Without chopsticks and bowls, Qin Zheng filled it with water and handed it to Ye Zhen.

"Try it."

The mouth of the kettle is just right.

Ye Zhen receives to come over, a face impassioned expression small mouth tasted.

Then Ye Zhen opened his eyes, and looked at Qin Zheng as if there was light in his eyes.

"How about it, isn't it?" Qin Zheng asked her with a smile.

Ye Zhen thumbs up and nods.

"It's delicious!"

Ye Zhen hasn't had a sip of hot soup for two days. Now the soup made by Qin Zheng is fragrant with dried meat and clear snow water. The unknown wild vegetable tastes delicious. Ye Zhen feels that there is no more delicious soup than this.

Qin Zheng raised his hand and rubbed Ye Zhen's head, "drink more if you like."

Ye Zhen drinks a few mouthfuls and passes the kettle to Qin Zheng to let him have a taste.

Qin Zheng looked at the mouth of the kettle Ye Zhen had just drunk, and then he took a big drink.

"It's delicious, more delicious than when you drink it." Qin Zheng finished, with a smile between the eyebrows looking at Ye Zhen.

"Is there anything different? It's the same thing I drink. " Ye Zhen is very strange. It's in a pot. How could it be more delicious

But Qin Zheng was very satisfied with shaking the kettle in his hand and said with a smile:

"Your lips are so sweet. What you have contained will naturally taste better."

Ye Zhen a Leng, didn't expect Qin Zheng to say so.

Her face is red and her heart is beating. She has a husband who is too flirtatious. Even in the most humble cave, she seems to be in the happiest place in the world.

"Glib." Ye Zhen's eyes are like water, angry at him.

"You know best whether to slide or not." Qin Zheng said with a smile.

Ye Zhen didn't understand at first, and then she understood. She thought of him kissing her. He intruded into her mouth and stirred the wind and cloud without fear.

Ye Zhen is said by him blush, raise a hand to hit him.

Qin Zheng holds Ye Zhen's hand, and his eyes are full of flattering smiles.

"Commander, spare your life, the little one will never dare again."

Ye Zhen draws back own hand, horizontal he one eye, but can't stop the radian that the lip Cape rises.

"Who's your commander, I'm not."

"Who are you? You've been my commander all your life, my commander all your life." Qin Zheng looked at her, never so serious, "every word you say is like a mountain of military orders to me."

(a Qin beast is the maker of love words.)