Shen Chenai's Different Life in Ancient Times

Shen Chenai immersed her body in the warm spring water with joy, and when he entered the water, it caused little ripples, scaring away all the little things around him.

Shen Chenai ran after those little things for a while, but scared the little stars away further and further. After trying again and again, Shen Chenai had no choice but to confirm in frustration that she couldn't touch them no matter what she said.

After confirming this point, Shen Chenai walked back resentfully, before taking a few steps, she was hugged from behind.

Shen Chenai was taken aback, and almost fell down with a swipe of her foot, but fortunately, there was some strength behind him to caress him, so that he could stand still.

Sensing the familiar body temperature of the person behind him, Shen Chenai simply leaned on his body, looking at the picturesque scenery, Shen Chenai said with regret: "It's a shame that I couldn't draw the scenery here. that's too regretful."

Luo Ding circled him from behind and said: "Today is the 27th of the twelfth lunar month, and these things will disappear again in a few days. If you want to see them again, you have to wait until the twelfth lunar month next year. But you You can keep them in your head and draw them when you get home."

Shen Chenai said a little depressed when she heard the words: "The scenery is okay to say, after all, there is something to learn from, and I can draw it from memory. But this is the first time I have seen these shiny little things. I have never seen them before. I haven’t drawn it before, so I don’t know if I can draw it completely from memory.”

Hearing this, Luo Ding thought for a while, lowered his head and whispered in Shen Chenai's ear, "Then you can practice here now."

Shen Chenai's ears were a little itchy from the warm breath, she turned her head and said to Luo Ding with some doubts: "But I didn't bring any painting tools, so it's fine to draw on the snow with my hands, but the snow is too soft, so it's difficult to draw." Raise the edges, and everything that comes out will be deformed."

Luo Ding smiled slightly when he heard the words and asked: "The last time I saw you painting, you first made a draft on the sand, and then painted it on the canvas. I paid special attention to it, and found that you basically don't have to bow your head when you make a draft. With the image in my mind, I can draw a general outline of the painted object, and I felt that such a skill could be regarded as a unique skill at the time."

Shen Chenai proudly puffed up her chest and replied: "Of course, when I started learning to paint, shorthand sketching was my strong point, but it's a pity that there is no place suitable for writing."

Hearing this, Luo Ding gently let go of his hand, and turned Shen Chenai in his arms to face him, then put his hand on his skin, and while pulling his hand around his body, stared at Looking into Shen Chenai's eyes, she said seductively: "Who said there is no suitable place? Try the square inch under your hand now, is it suitable for you to paint?"

As if possessed by a demon, Shen Chenai followed Luo Ding's lines and felt the texture of his skin. After stroking a few times to get used to the feeling under his fingers, Shen Chenai really used her fingers to draw a trace on Luo Ding's skin. Outlines of little things in his memory.

If there is something unclear in her memory, Shen Chenai would stop her fingers, lower her head to look at the little things in the water, and then move her fingers to continue to swim between Luo Ding's muscles.

Luo Ding has been standing there steadily, letting Shen Chenai's ten fingers roam freely on his body, but judging from his increasingly tense muscles and heavy breathing, it is obvious that he is also holding back.

Shen Chenai, who was completely immersed in the painting, didn't notice Luo Ding's abnormality, but instinctively adjusted the strength of her brushwork according to the tension of the muscles under her fingers.The light and sometimes heavy force at that time kept provoking Luo Ding's nerves.

Finally, after forbearance several times, Luo Ding couldn't bear it anymore, he stretched out his hand and hugged Shen Chenai in his arms.

Little ripples appeared in the quiet small pool again, scaring away the little things that had surrounded them. In the center of the pool, depressive moans intertwined with heavy panting sounds, amidst the picturesque scenery In the middle of the day, Chunguang seems to have been drunk.

In the end, Shen Chenai, who was exhausted, was carried all the way back to the stone house in the mountain by Luo Ding.When entering the room, Shen Chenai was already a little drowsy, when Luo Ding put him on the stone bed, Shen Chenai lay down on the thick leather cushion, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, Shen Chenai, who felt lazy, was unwilling to get up. Anyway, there were only him and Luo Ding in the deep mountains and forests. No matter how decadent he was, no one could see him. It was a rare opportunity to relax like this. You have to take good care of it.

Luo Ding had already gone out with his longbow on his back, and all the sausages and bacon they brought up had been eaten this morning.If it was only him, Luo Ding could still use wild vegetable porridge to deal with it, but with Shen Chenai here, Luo Ding certainly didn't want him to deal with it, so after breakfast, he went out to hunt.

Luo Ding went out, but Shen Chenai continued his creation. His hands kept drawing lightly on the animal skin cushion under his body, constantly deepening his memory of last night.

While painting, Shen Chenai remembered the absurd things that happened between him and Luo Ding in the hot spring last night, and her face immediately became hot.

Shen Chenai shook her head vigorously, shaking out all the spring colors in her mind, lying on the leather cushion for a while, watching the sun outside was about to rise to the middle, Shen Chenai was lazy Get up.

After washing himself briefly with the snow water outside the house, Shen Chenqi returned to the house, still immersed in the wonderful scenery of yesterday, and his hands would often draw a few times unconsciously, which was when he was sorting out his memories. Sometimes, there are some small movements from time to time.

Hunting in the mountains in winter is not an easy task, because the cold will make many animals hide, and hunger will make some big things that usually run away when they see people become irritable and crazy.

Few hunters will choose this time to go up the mountain. Even if they have to go up, they will be extra careful and become extra careful.

Luo Ding was no exception. In order to ensure safety, he didn't even go too far. He just searched for traces of prey nearby, picked out the ones he wanted, and followed those traces.

Before lunch, Luo Ding came back. In addition to a rabbit, he also had a beautiful pheasant in his hand.

Da Ya and Er Ya were very interested in the beautiful feathers of that pheasant, so Luo Ding specially kept the most beautiful tail feathers on the pheasant's tail when shedding, and threw them to Da Ya and Er Ya, so that they could That's gone.

It is not easy to hit something like a pheasant with bare hands, especially a male pheasant is even more difficult.Their feathers are very beautiful, and they are very conspicuous in the snow in winter. As long as you pay a little attention, you can see them from a long distance.

Because of the ostentatious feathers, the pheasants are very alert, and if they find something wrong, they will fly away immediately without leaving even a single feather.

The pheasant that Luo Ding hunted back was shot to death. Shen Chenxi had seen the arrow wound on the pheasant. On its head, the arrow was very accurate. The arrow wound avoided the edible parts of the pheasant. Left a wound on the head.

After lunch, Luo Ding began to pack the things they brought over. Shen Chenai knew that he was planning to go down the mountain when he saw this, but he was still yearning for the beautiful scenery in the water pool in the canyon, so he discussed with Luo Ding and said : "Can we stay for a few more days?"

Luo Ding heard that while packing his bags, he teased Shen Chenai and said, "Do you still want to soak in the hot soup spring a few times?"

When Shen Chenai heard this, not only his face turned red, but the temperature on his face also increased a lot. He spat on Luo Ding lightly and replied: "What do you think? I can't bear the scenery in the canyon."

Luo Ding saw that he was in a hurry, so he stopped teasing him, so he corrected his attitude and said to him: "It's almost Chinese New Year, and we haven't prepared anything at home. Besides, why did you only tell Aunt Qian for two days? Aunt Qian and the others will be worried if they don’t go back when the time is up.”

Shen Chenai thought it was such a gift after hearing the words, so although he felt a little regretful, he still got up and helped Luo Ding pack his things.

After all, Luo Ding still cared about him. Seeing that Shen Chenai was a little unhappy, he said to him: "If you really like it, we will come back next year. Come here early, and then live for a full month, so that you can paint enough no?"

Shen Chenai looked at the way he was coaxing the child, and replied angrily and funny: "I'm not a child, you don't need to coax me like this. I've always known that beautiful scenery is rare. Although this time I have to leave early to let I'm a little bit reluctant, but I still have clear priorities, let's go, or the children waiting at home will be in a hurry."

The two of them packed up their things in an unsteady manner. Luo Ding planned to stay with the unused seasonings and yellow rice they brought over. Maybe they would come over in summer, and keep these things here for future storage. It won't go bad for half a year.

But those animal skin cushions must be taken back. These cushions are all tanned with high-quality leather, and several pieces of leather will cost a lot of money.

Before leaving, Shen Chenai looked back at the small stone house several times reluctantly. He had been here for such a long time, and only this night in this stone house was the most comfortable. A lot of things were waiting for him, Shen Chenai wanted to just stay here by herself.

They returned faster than they had come, because most of the way they traveled was downhill.But those roads were not much easier than when they came here. The slippery snow was accompanied by a big downhill. There were several times when Shen Chenai almost slipped and rolled down the mountain.

When they walked out of the mountain, Shen Chenai found a very familiar figure at the foot of the mountain. Hu Zi, who had disappeared for more than a day, reappeared in front of their eyes. This guy seemed to have been standing here waiting for them. , because the snow around its feet has almost been trampled flat by the tiger.

Shen Chenai looked at the tiger who ran up to him and stuck his tongue out at him, and for some reason suddenly turned his head to look at the mountain they had just walked out of, and indeed saw a flashing past in the bushes halfway up the mountain. Shen Chenai's shadow and the dark brown fur of the opponent immediately recognized its identity.