70s factory beauty, transform villain cubs to become rich

Chapter 212 Kiss

He Yuan focused his gaze on the pheasant that had been hit by a flat pebble.

The pebble hit the pheasant's back, but it was still flapping its arms. Chen Qing quickly let go of He Yuan's hand, took a step forward, and deftly twisted the chicken's wing root.

She weighed it in her hand and estimated it to be about three or four pounds. At that time, chicken was nine cents a pound, so she instantly made more than three dollars!

"Come quickly and help me kill the chicken."

He Yuan was somewhat shocked: "How did you catch him so quickly?"

"Because catching a chicken is like getting three yuan for free!" Ever since entering the deep mountains, Chen Qing had been focused on searching for wild animals. The moment the pheasant appeared, she noticed it. "Didn't you see it?"

He Yuan hesitated to speak.

He was engrossed in holding hands.

He Yuan was too embarrassed to say it, so he skipped the topic, twisted the chicken's neck off, and threw it into his basket.

Chen Qing casually grabbed some grass from the haystack and spread it on top: "Let's eat this quickly this afternoon, lest we be accused of cutting off the capitalist tail."

"Ah."

The two continued to walk inside.

They didn't hold hands again.

Along the way, Chen Qing found a thick, long wooden stick and used it to clear the path. He didn't see any pheasants or rabbits, but he did see many squirrels and a few snakes.

They didn't catch any pheasants, but they picked up a lot of chestnuts. Chen Qing noticed that He Yuan's basket was getting heavier and heavier. There happened to be a small slope made of a pile of rocks in front of them, so they decided to sit there for a while.

Chen Qing sat cross-legged, turning her head to watch He Yuan use a stone to crack open the prickly chestnut shell. After the chestnut was exposed, he took out a small knife from his pocket, cut a slit in it, and handed the chestnut to her: "Try it."

Chen Qing reached out and took it.

The chestnuts are crunchy and very sweet.

Why do you carry a knife with you?

“If you don’t want to go hunting, you need some tools to protect yourself.” He Yuan handed her the knife.

A small knife, so clean it had no patterns whatsoever. Chen Qing looked at it and thought it was very sharp. "It's quite pretty." He Yuan: "It's for you."

Chen Qing couldn't help but laugh. She played with the knife and peeled a chestnut for He Yuan: "It's only fair to reciprocate."

He Yuan took it and ate slowly. The wind rustled through the deep mountains, but with her there, he felt at ease.

After resting for a while, the two decided to continue walking.

He Yuan seized the opportunity to grab her hand. Chen Qing was slightly taken aback. She looked up at him and saw that the tips of his ears were red. A wicked thought arose in her mind, and she deliberately lingered and refused to leave.

He Yuan looked straight ahead and asked, "What's wrong?"

Look at me.

Chen Qing deliberately tiptoed closer to him.

He Yuan suddenly lowered his eyes and met her bright eyes. His heart raced, and he involuntarily cupped her face in his hands, gazing gently into her widening eyes.

Their eyes met.

Chen Qing's breathing quickened, and she quickly turned her face away. "What are you doing? Let's go."

The wind blew gently, but He Yuan was not as obedient as usual. He looked at her again and leaned down to get closer to her.

Chen Qing was nervous, but didn't dodge.

A gentle kiss landed, and a tingling sensation swept over me, a tingling feeling that went straight to my heart.

He Yuan's breath hitched. In the heat of the kiss, fireworks went off in his mind, and he couldn't help but clumsily deepen the kiss.

Gradually, Chen Qing's heart raced from the kiss. He tried to pull his lips away, but Chen Qing grabbed the back of his neck with his other hand and held him firmly.

They lingered and caressed each other greedily, He Yuan pouring his love into their kisses, which grew deeper and deeper with each kiss.

It seems domineering.

In reality, she is both gentle and devout.