Woke up and walked into a book I wrote myself

Chapter 112
"Who is still arrogant? Fang Ming is not talking about you. A young master like you, without me grilling fish for you, you will always be hungry."

Although she knows how to fish and spear fish, she doesn't believe that this young master can eat raw fish.

In Fang Qingxi's perception, although Fang Ming lived outside since he was a child, he also hired a nanny to cook for him.

He can't do anything himself, and he can't lift his shoulders or his hands.

Fang Ming was not angry either, and looked into the distance: "That's not necessarily my sister, you always have something to ask of me."

Fang Qingxi scoffed.

There are very many trees on the island. It is winter and the trees are not luxuriant.

But don't worry about as many snakes, rats and ants as in summer.

She found a quiet place, and just as they walked in, not long after Fang Ming moved the firewood in, it began to rain heavily outside.

She seized the time to build a simple shed with wood, found a few large banana leaves to block the shed as a tent, and used branches as supports.

But this shed can only accommodate one person, Fang Qingxi didn't have that spare time to build one for Fang Ming.

The fire was a little ahead and was burning, and the boy was looking for trees nearby for firewood.

Wet wood is hard to burn, so find some more before it gets wet from the rain, and let them spend the nights, or they will freeze to death at night.

When the boy came back, he saw Fang Qingxi sitting leisurely under the tree shed, digging in the soil with a piece of wood.

He looked at the jade beads and the good girl's leisurely attitude exposed from the wooden gap on his side, and walked over dissatisfied.

Pushing away the soil she dug out with one foot: "Fang Qingxi!" With a little force, the voice was loud.

The girl looked up at him lazily, then lowered her head, not wanting to talk to him.

Fang Ming was not angry when he saw Fang Qingxi like this, he pointed to a big tree next to him and said, "Didn't I tell you, if you build a tree shed, help me build one there too, I'll go find firewood .”

Fang Qingxi: "Oh. But I didn't agree, Fang Ming, you have hands, just build it yourself."

"Also, when did our relationship get so good that I helped you do this and that?"

Giving him grilled fish was already an accident.

It won't be raining now.

Fang Ming nodded: "Very good, Fang Qingxi, you won. If you don't build it for me, then I will depend on you tonight."

This time it was the girl's turn to frown.

It shouldn't be, how could Fang Ming be next to her with how much he hated her.

He is the kind of person who would rather starve to death than freeze to death, and doesn't want her "charity".

Isn't it disgusting for her?
Not disgusting now?

Beaten by reality?

However,... "Get out, you dare to come here, today you will be beaten to the ground."

She was not so kind, the shed was so small, if Fang Ming came over, she would get caught in the rain, and it would be uncomfortable to rest at night, so why let him come over.

Just follow the gourd painting and build one yourself.

There are many things.

Fang Ming stood in front of the girl, and suddenly took her hand.

The world was spinning, the boy was sitting under the original tree shed, and Fang Qingxi was placed on his lap.

His legs were separated by him, and she straddled his lap in an awkward position.

The thighs of the two were pressed tightly against the thin cloth.

She could feel the warmth of the young man underneath, and she would get up from him whenever she moved.

A big palm was attached to her back, pressing her down.

It made her unable to move for a moment.

(End of this chapter)