Madam's black history was picked up

Qian Bao helped Song Ci to the fire: "Take off your wet clothes and dry them quickly, so that you won't be cold when you sleep at night."
Qian Bao's suit, which was already one size too big, was already wrinkled, and he looked like an idle bastard; Song Ci was wearing a red cheongsam with a white plush shawl, and a pair of black socks on his feet. He looked gaudy.

The two people who were so embarrassed felt that the other person's appearance at this time was the most charming.

Song Ci was baking clothes while Qian Bao was rummaging around the walls with a curious look on her face.

"What are you looking for? Take off your clothes and I'll dry them for you."

"You dry yours first, I'm looking for something to eat." Qian Bao continued to search without looking back.

"Looking for food? How can there be food in this place."

Qian Bao ignored her, and continued to rummage through the dry hole with a small stick. After a while, Song Ci heard Qian Bao's laughter.

"Damn, there really are, ha ha!"

Song Ci put down his clothes and approached Qian Bao curiously. What made him so excited?
Qian Bao only looked at the things in front of him, and didn't notice that Song Ci had already walked behind him. He was just about to turn his head to remind Song Ci not to come, when Song Ci's terrified scream came from his ear.

"Ah...snake...snake...ah..." Song Ci rolled to the ground as soon as his legs gave way, screaming while shrinking back.

Seeing this, Qian Bao immediately knelt down in front of Song Ci and hugged him tightly: "Song Ci, don't be afraid, don't be afraid! Those snakes have hibernated and won't bite, don't be afraid."

Qian Bao patted her on the back as he spoke.

Song Ci hid in Qian Bao's arms and shivered, his mind was full of the scene he just saw.

In a small hole, dozens of small snakes as thick as thumbs were densely entangled, motionless.Song Ci felt that those little snakes were not entangled with each other, but entangled with her body.

Song Ci's face was ashen, his lips were trembling, and his fists were clenched tightly.

Qian Bao patted Song Ci's back lightly, and explained to Song Ci in an extremely gentle voice: "Actually, this snake is not as patable as you think."

"Snakes are cold-blooded animals, and their body temperature will change with the environment. When the outside temperature drops in winter, the snake's body temperature will also drop."

"So the snake will adopt the way of hibernation to adapt to the low temperature environment. During this period, the snake will not eat or move, and only rely on the fat stored in the body before overwintering, and then maintain the minimum requirements for life activities."

"In such a harsh natural environment in winter, the death rate of snakes that hibernate scatteredly is very high. If they hibernate in groups, the surrounding temperature can be increased by one or two degrees, and water loss can also be reduced."

"This greatly reduces the level of energy expenditure in the body and reduces mortality."

"So snakes will choose dry caves, tree holes, or rock crevices to hibernate, and there are often dozens or even hundreds of different types of snakes clustered together."

"At this time, they are not aggressive, so you don't have to be afraid."

Song Ci lay in Qian Bao's arms, listening to his strong heartbeat and extremely gentle commentary, she regained her senses a little, but she still kept pushing into Qian Bao's arms, saying nothing.

Song Ci hid in Qian Bao's arms and refused to come out. Qian Bao had no choice but to hold Song Ci all the time. The two hugged each other like this, one sitting on the ground and the other kneeling on the ground.

I don't know how long it took, the stomachs of both of them groaned at the same time, and Song Ci reluctantly stuck out his head from Qian Bao's arms.

Qian Bao smiled and rubbed the top of Song Ci's head: "If we continue to embrace each other like this, we will probably become two hibernating snakes in a short time."

Song Ci pouted and retracted into Qian Bao's arms, firstly because she was afraid, and secondly...Qian Bao's embrace was so warm and comfortable, she...was a little reluctant to leave.

Qian Bao rested his chin on the top of Song Ci's head: "You go to the fire and wait for me. I'll kill those snakes and roast them for you to eat."
"Ah..." Song Ci raised his head abruptly, and ran out of Qian Bao's embrace.

"I wouldn't eat those snakes even if I was starving to death."

Qian Bao's chin hurt from being hit by Song Ci's head. Seeing Song Ci sitting in front of the fire with his knees folded, he smiled and said nothing.

Survival is a human instinct. When you are on the verge of dying, you will eat raw snake meat, let alone grilled snake meat.

Qian Bao drew a saber from his arm and walked towards the pile of snakes.

Song Ci tightly covered his ears with both hands, not letting himself hear Qian Bao's voice, but goose bumps still appeared on his body.

When Qian Bao walked over with the skewered snake meat, Song Ci screamed again and again in fright, threw away the clothes in his hand and crawled to the corner of the cave.

"Song Ci, don't be afraid, these snakes are already dead."

Song Ci slowly opened one eye, and saw Qian Bao roasting the snake on the fire, making a sizzling sound, which made Song Ci tremble, and quickly closed his eyes and pressed against the corner of the wall. .

"Well, it smells so good!" Qian Bao cast a glance at Song Ci and sighed sincerely.

Song Ci felt a chill.

After a while, the delicious smell of barbecue permeated the entire cave, and the snake meat in Qian Bao's hand was roasted until it was orange-yellow, just looking at it made people salivate.

Qian Bao held two skewers of snake meat and handed them to Song Ci. Seeing that there was still bright red snake blood on Qian Bao's hand, Song Ci immediately thought of the picture of those snakes tightly intertwined, closed his eyes and shook his head desperately.

Qian Bao curled his lips, took the barbecue and sat back by the fire, and ate it with relish.

"Well, it's delicious. It will be even more delicious if you have some wine."

Song Ci rolled his eyes at Qian Bao, seeing that he was thinking about eating so much, his stomach that was already growling with hunger was even hungrier now, and his mouth was overflowing with saliva, Song Ci swallowed it back quickly.

Qian Bao turned his head and looked at Song Ci, who was drooling, with a funny face on his face: "Are you sure you don't want to eat? If you don't eat, I'll finish it all. Don't say that I bullied you."

Song Ci was already dizzy from hunger, looking at the snake meat in Qian Bao's hand, with a troubled expression on his face.

Qian Bao squatted in front of Song Ci with two strings of snake meat, and looked at her seriously.

"I was on a mission once, and I was trapped in the valley with a dozen brothers for a month. We ran out of ammunition and food, and we were waiting for our side to come to support."

"When everyone can't hold on anymore, I tell them to persevere, as long as they persevere, they will surely win."

"We went to the cave to catch mice, and after catching them, we dared not light a fire and eat them, because we were afraid of attracting the enemy, so our brothers ate the life-saving food with blood and fur."

Song Ci's eyes widened in astonishment, she never knew that the glamorous Qian Bao had such an unknown experience.

"At that time, we all thought that those mice were the most delicious food in the world. Because of those little mice, we waited until the rescue force arrived, and those mice saved our lives."

"I'm telling you this to let you know that nothing is more important than being alive."

Song Ci looked at Qian Bao's resolute gaze, her eyes flickered, she pursed her lips and took the snake meat in his hand, took a deep breath, closed her eyes and took a bite, her eyes widened in the next second.

"It's delicious!"

"Hehe!" Qian Bao was angry and funny, this woman...

Song Ci devoured the snake meat, Qian Bao sat back by the fire, took off his clothes and checked the wound on his arm.

The wound was cut so deep that the bones could almost be seen, and there were faint signs of inflammation.Qian Bao frowned, and took out the herbs in his pocket.

Song Ci was enjoying his meal. Seeing that Qian Bao was about to treat his wound, he hurriedly put down the delicious food and ran over.

"Let me help you, what should I do?"

"No, hurry up and finish eating." Qian Bao took out the herbs without raising his head, and cleaned them up carefully.

Song Ci stood on the side, moved his lips but didn't say anything.

Qian Bao put the herbs in his mouth and started to chew, Song Ci looked at him suspiciously.Qian Bao didn't stop, but went to tear off the white shirt on his body.

Song Ci hurriedly squatted down: "Let me do it, tell me how to tear it up."

"No, I'll do it myself." With a ripping sound, Qian Bao quickly tore off the sleeve on his right arm, avoided the wound on his left arm, and tore off the sleeve.

Song Ci looked at the skillful Qian Bao and felt that he was superfluous.

The medicine in his mouth was almost chewed, Qian Bao spat out the medicine and applied it on the wound, the wound was cold and painful at once, Qian Bao frowned slightly, biting the torn cloth strips in his mouth to bandage the wound.

"Let me bandage it for you." Song Ci leaned in front of Qian Bao.

"No, I often do this kind of thing myself." Qian Bao refused without even thinking about it.

Song Ci stood up abruptly, and glared at Qian Bao angrily: "You are so powerful, you can do everything by yourself, after that, will you also have children by yourself after you marry a wife?"

Qian Bao raised his head and looked at Song Ci who suddenly exploded with inexplicable expression, wondering where he had offended her again.

Song Ci crouched down on the ground with his knees hugged, pouted with grievance on his face: "I know I'm stupid, I can't do anything well."

"I'm not as smart as Anya, who can learn everything at once; I'm not as good at dealing with people as Aya, who can enjoy herself on any occasion."

Song Ci sniffled: "I'll only mess things up, and I'll only hold you back." While speaking, tears rolled down big and big.

Only then did Chief Qian realize that he didn't let her do anything, which made her feel that her existence was redundant.

Qian Bao couldn't help laughing, and passed the cloth strip in his hand to Song Ci: "It's really hard for me to do it alone, so please ask Miss Song to help me."

Song Ci gave him an angry look: "Don't you know everything? Why do you want me to help you?"

"Who said, I won't have children."

"Pfft!" Song Ci laughed through his tears, and took the cloth strip from Qian Bao's hand.

The beating firelight reflected the shadows of the two on the wall. A slender woman was bending over to help a stalwart man bandage the wound. The beating picture was irregular but beautiful.

"Well, Miss Song, you are tied too tightly, and the blood will be blocked."

"Oh, sorry, let me untie it a little."

"Xiao Song, you tied it too loosely, so the medicine will fall off."

"Oh, I... I tie it up a little bit.

Repeated this several times, the medicine was almost dry before Song Ci successfully bandaged Qian Bao.

Song Ci sat on the floor panting with sweat all over his head, and Qian Bao also let out a long sigh of relief.

But he didn't dare to show any expression of disgust or impatience, for fear of accidentally touching Miss Song's sensitive and fragile nerves again.