Chapter 652
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As soon as she said this, the Banished Immortal in white looked up at her.
"Hehe, I don't mean anything else. I just think that since my claws got dirty, it's only right for me to help you clean it." She smiled embarrassedly and passed the bowl of soup forward. Softly, she said, "You should drink some soup first! This soup won't taste good if it gets cold. "
Mo Chen looked deeply at her, then reached out his slender, white hand to take the bowl of soup and drink it.
Seeing this, Fengjiu's anxious heart finally relaxed, and she secretly let out a sigh of relief. She sat down cross-legged beside him, and in a moment of excitement, she pulled off the other side of the spiritual chicken drumstick and handed it to him, "Come, come, eat, there's plenty!"
Mo Chen looked at the youth's hand holding the drumstick, and did not reach out to take it for a while. In his past experience, he had never eaten like this, directly holding and eating with his hand. He did not know how to describe this feeling.
Fengjiu knew what he was thinking at first glance. Seeing him like a Banished Immortal, she knew that he had never eaten like this before. She smiled and said, "Eating meat like this in large pieces is even more delicious. It's definitely different from eating with chopsticks. You'll know once you try."
Seeing this, Mo Chen hesitated for a while, but still reached out to take it. However, he did not eat it in big bites like Fengjiu, but tore off a small piece and ate slowly.
Fengjiu laughed loudly, and took out a pair of chopsticks and placed it in front of him, so that he could eat later. He also tore off a piece of meat and ate it without hesitation. About an hour later, only a mess was left on the grass.
Seeing this, Mo Chen felt that it was a little rude. After all, he would not normally make a table like this. Even if this could not be called a table, he still felt that it had lost its elegance. However, when he saw the youth digging a hole and burying all those things, he could not help but feel astonished.
"There's a small stream in front, let's wash our hands there!" After Feng Jiu buried the bones, plates and other things in the ground, she clapped her hands and called him over. Then, they walked towards the stream not far away.
In the stream, she washed her hands and face. Just as she was about to find a place to lie down and have a good rest, a robe was handed to her.
"It's clean."
The gentle voice was faint, like the flowing water of a mountain, clear and pleasant to the ear.
She tilted her head slightly and poked her head out from behind the robe in front of her. She raised her head slightly and looked at the man who was standing in front of her with a robe in his hand. At this moment, he was only wearing an inner robe. His expression was indifferent as he looked down at her.
"Oh, okay." She responded and took it, washing it in the stream. However, it would have been better if she didn't wash it, but after washing it …
Fengjiu's forehead was drenched in cold sweat. He looked at the robe that was getting dirtier as she washed it, and did not dare to turn around.
Not far behind her, Mo Chen looked indifferently at Fengjiu's back, then looked at the setting sun. After a long while, he heard the sound of fabric tearing. He returned to his senses and looked at the youth, only to see the youth holding his robe in a daze.
He got up and walked over to take a look. His eyelids twitched.
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