Swing the sword at the future female devil

Chapter 139: Snowy Night in Jiangnan
King Yan was melancholy and continued to recall the past. She sighed, "That's 5,000 words. At an age when they can write pictures and stories and use pinyin to replace uncommon characters, they have to endure this pain that is not suitable for their age. Alas."

"Every time I think of it, I want to step forward and shout, come at me if you have anything to do with me, don't implicate innocent people!"

"Did you finally yell?"

"Of course I didn't shout, otherwise you wouldn't be able to see such a beautiful pair of hands now. They would probably turn into chicken feet," said Miss Yan Wang and waved her hand.

Duan Huaige couldn't help but sigh that this girl's eccentric personality was innate. He suggested seriously: "In fact, you should have used this incident to establish the prestige of your Qiuqiu team. Cut off those people who have ruined your reputation at the speed of light, streamline the team internally, and call it removing the dross and retaining the essence, only recruiting the elite, and then quietly lying dormant, waiting for the day when Qin loses its deer, then you can rise up and call for the support of hundreds of people!"

Wonderful, why didn't I have a military advisor like you in the beginning?" Yan Qiuxi patted Duan Huaige's shoulder vigorously, saying that it was a pity that they met too late. If he had met you earlier, why would he worry about his hegemony?
"Should we give our current encounter a name? How about calling it the Rooftop Encounter?"

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Although I am very pleased that you compared me to Zhuge Liang, but isn't it not good to force it like this?

"Let's cook something to eat first."

"Don't you like it? There's a hammock there. How about calling it a couch?"

Duan Huaige led Yan Qiuxi inside with a speechless look on his face. Soon they came to a place with a wide view, where a stove lay quietly.

"We want to barbecue~" Yan Qiuxi's attention was diverted: "It's just that the ingredients are a bit simple."

"It's not healthy to eat barbecue in the middle of the night. Let's just watch the moon and make tea around the stove."

"Cooking tea around the stove?" Prince Yan's eyes widened and he asked, "How can I be full then? Brother, I actually want to eat some meat."

"Eating too much meat can cause hair loss. Be careful. Not only will you be unable to beat Qin Shuangjiang in strength, but you will also lose in hair volume."

"Who would curse a beautiful girl to lose her hair?" King Yan waved his fist: "Be careful or I'll beat you up."

The communication between him and Yan Qiuxi was very relaxed and pleasant. Perhaps there is such a saying that people are destined to be together. The heaven-defying bond between Duan Huaige and King Yan made them always feel an inexplicable peace of mind when they were with each other. Even if they just stood there quietly without saying anything, they didn't feel awkward at all.

Yan Qiuxi rolled up her sleeves to help Duan Huaige, and when she started the fire, she threw out a fire talisman with full confidence, almost blowing up the stove. Duan Huaige couldn't bear it anymore and deprived her of the right to help. He started the fire and set up the stove, took out some nuts and oranges that were in the Mountain and River Seal, and put them on the net to bake.

The warm fiery red light illuminated Miss Qiuxi's beautiful face, reflecting a hint of orange in her eyes. She sat by the stove and stretched out her little hands to feel the warmth, looking adorable.

The roasted oranges had a strange, fresh aroma. Yan Qiuxi tried to pick one up and peel it. After tasting a slice, her face froze. Then she let out a light "hmm" of praise as if unintentionally, as if to imply that the orange tasted good.

She handed the orange to Duan Huaige naturally. The defenseless Duan Huaige took a slice and put it in his mouth. His expression froze, and he subconsciously hummed lightly, wanting to pass it to the next victim.
However, when the thunder came to him, there was no next victim, and he could not help but vomit with a "wow".

So sour and bitter
Seeing Duan Huaige being killed and her evil plan succeeding, Yan Qiuxi was finally able to spit out the sour and bitter orange in her mouth.

"Yan Qiuxi, you are so despicable."

"What? Your first reaction just now was to look for the next victim!" Yan Qiuxi said confidently, "We are all birds of a feather." "Put your mouth here. I told you to put your mouth here!" Duan Huaige said angrily, "Quick! Eat it for me!"

"Ugh, don't whine."

The two of them pinched each other for a while, but soon stopped because the roasted nuts were almost done. The rich aroma of the dried fruits was stimulated by the fire, taking on a creamy sweet flavor.

"Mm, this is delicious~"

"Don't come on, you want to murder me again!"

The two of them ate various fruits and dried fruits while chatting about nothing at all, their moods as light and clean as the clear and bright moonlight.

"Hey~ It seems to be snowing." Yan Qiuxi stretched out her little hand and caught an unformed snowflake. In the warm firelight, the snowflake quickly melted into water stains.

"Yes. It rarely snows in the south." Duan Huaige also stretched out his hand and said with emotion: "The last time it snowed was seven or eight years ago."

"Oh~ It seems that I am the lucky star of the south. I brought you a blessed snow as soon as I arrived." Yan Qiuxi flattered herself with a shy face.

The first year he met Yan Qiuxi, it snowed in the south. This fateful coincidence made Duan Huaige marvel. The two of them sat around the stove, watching the snowflakes gradually grow bigger, and unconsciously sat closer.

"Give me some blanket." King Yan came closer and said shamelessly, "We share the blessing together, we share the blessing together~"

Duan Huaige disdainfully asked Sister Yan Zi to go away, not to affect his elegant temperament like Mei Changsu. Yan Qiuxi did not avoid suspicion, and the two of them covered themselves with a blanket to enjoy the snow. The girl's soft body fragrance filled the nose, and between the moonlight and the snow, it seemed like a third kind of beauty.

"Why are you looking at me?" Prince Yan turned his head and blinked, saying, "We are here to enjoy the snow, not to admire our fellow Taoists~ Duan Huaige, please don't mess around, okay?"

Duan Huaige was furious when he heard this, and said righteously: "What are you talking about? I, Duan, have always been upright. It's just that a snowflake fell on your eyelashes just now. It was a bit novel, so I took a closer look."

"Eh? You didn't even take a picture of such a beautiful scene." Yan Qiuxi quickly looked up and said, "Come and put your camera to my face and take a picture. From now on I won't blink..."

Duan Huaige didn't want to pay attention to her, but the curious baby Yan Qiuxi insisted on taking a beautiful picture of the snow in the south to keep and post on WeChat Moments later, so he had no choice but to take out his mobile phone and prepare to take two pictures for her.

With two "clicks", Duan Huaige raised his mobile phone and took two photos for King Yan. However, due to the lack of visible light at night and the interference of snowflakes, Duan Huaige managed to take two photos with the atmosphere of a horror movie.

"Let me see... what are you shooting? Silent Hill?" Yan Qiuxi said in shock, "Delete it quickly. Such an ugly photo of me cannot be left in the world."

"Just a passerby, I think it's pretty good..."

Duan Huaige held up his phone to prevent the girl from snatching it. Miss Qiuxi could only press on Duan Huaige to try to pull it down. The chair was obviously unable to bear the weight of the two people tossing and turning on it, and it disintegrated in an instant with a creak. Yan Qiuxi also lay in Duan Huaige's arms with a dazed look on her face, and the balls squeezed each other into an attractive shape.

(End of this chapter)