lazy cat hits cute

On the way back, Ming Huang was in a low mood.Zhang Qingyang had no choice but racked his brains to figure out how to coax him. He saw a tree on the road with a huge honeycomb hanging heavily on the branch like a thick curtain.

"Do you want some honey?"

"Honey? Where is it?"

"That's it." Zhang Qingyang pointed at the honeycomb, and Ming Huang was startled: "What is that?"

"Honeycomb." Zhang Qingyang knew something serious, and added: "The honeycomb is the place where bees store honey, and it is also their home."

Ming Huang's face turned red, "I thought the honey was always carried on the bee's butt."

"..." Zhang Qingyang wanted to laugh a little bit, but Ming Huang's meat pinching method successfully extinguished his idea, and made him realize the truth that if he dared to laugh at his lover, he simply didn't want to live.

Honestly prepared to collect honey, first picked a lot of weeds, moistened with water, lit raw smoke, black smoke billowed, smoked most of the bees, raised a sword in hand, cut off a small half of the honeycomb.

Jian Shi scolded Zhang Qingyang so many times that he didn't have the strength to scold him anymore.

Ming Huang used his spiritual power to support the falling beehive, and smelled it curiously: "It smells so good! Hey, it still smells like wine."

"The wild ones are like this, but the ones raised by beekeepers are different." Zhang Qingyang stepped on the sword and pulled Ming Huang up: "Go quickly."

At night, Ming Huang gathered all the hunting team and set up camp in the open space. A bonfire was lit. Ming Huang concentrated on watching how Zhang Qingyang squeezed the honey. It was the first time he saw how the honey came out, and he felt very fresh.

The amount of honey in the wild honeycomb is not much, it can almost cover the bottom of the basin, with fine pollen and air bubbles floating. He dipped it and tasted it, it was not very sweet, but a bit sour, mixed with some crushed beeswax, chewing on the beeswax Soft and tastes good.

Someone in the hunting team just happened to beat a rabbit. Zhang Qingyang brushed the rabbit meat with honey and roasted it with a slow fire. It was sweet and fragrant.The roasted rabbit meat is soaked in the aroma of honey inside and out, it melts in the mouth, and it is delicious. The only bad thing is that after eating it, the mouth is sticky and sweet, and it can't be wiped off.

"Where do you want to go tomorrow?" Zhang Qingyang wiped his mouth with a wet towel, and Ming Huang said, "I'm not in a hurry, I'll talk about it tomorrow when I think about it." Suddenly remembered something, turned his head and asked, "Is the medicine ready? "

Someone responded: "Your Highness, it's done." He walked over with a wooden basin, and a white towel was placed on the edge of the wooden basin.

Ming Huang gently pushed Zhang Qingyang's shoulder: "You wash it for me."

Zhang Qingyang remembered, when he first met Ming Huang.

"Go into the tent and wash." He straightened up and walked away, Ming Huang said to someone: "Bring water into the tent, and wash alone."

The man carried the basin into the account according to his words, and came out after a while to do his own work.

Ming Huang walked into the tent with his hands behind his back, Zhang Qingyang was already inside at some point, the smell of the potion was strong, and he frowned.

Ming Huang got used to it a long time ago. Sitting on the bed, he took off his boots and white socks, stepped on the water dryly, and shook his toes: "Wash."

Zhang Qingyang soaked the towel and slowly wiped Ming Huang's insteps. His skin was soft and delicate. It was a little bigger than when he first met him, but his shape was still very cute.

Ming Huang was a little itchy from his touch, his face was so embarrassing, his arches were curled up, Zhang Qingyang scratched the soles of his feet: "Relax."

Ming Huang couldn't help giggling: "Don't scratch, itches."

The pink scars on the soles of the feet are much shorter, which is the result of accumulated feet soaking.Zhang Qingyang rubbed it lightly and asked, "How did it hurt?"

Ming Huang pursed his lips: "It's my emperor's brother's good idea to hurt you any more." A hidden weapon buried in the soil almost pinched his foot in half.

"Is there any hindrance to your practice?" There are quite a few acupuncture points on the feet connected to the five internal organs. It is not fun to get hurt.

"A little bit, but it's treated in time, so it's not serious." Ming Huang said lightly, and on a whim, his big toe scratched the back of Zhang Qingyang's hand. Zhang Qingyang grabbed the big toe with his backhand, and pulled it skillfully, with a crisp "pop".

Ming Huang scolded: "Disgusting!" He stepped on his right shoulder, leaving a wet foot print.Zhang Qingyang didn't take it seriously, just dusted off his clothes, the footprints disappeared, and then went to wash.

Not only does the potion have a strong smell, but it also has a slight burning sensation after soaking for a long time. Zhang Qingyang didn't wash for too long, so he carefully spread his toes and rubbed them.The freshly baked little feet were soft and warm, pink and white, and he bowed his head and kissed them like lightning.

"Dirty, what are you kissing for?" Ming Huang pulled back vigorously and sat cross-legged, "I've made up my mind to go play at the sentinel station in the paddock tomorrow. Those are all my people. I haven't seen them for a long time."

"Okay." Zhang Qingyang didn't have the slightest opinion, and picked up the wooden basin, "Good night."

Ming Huang got into bed and said, "Good night."

There is a sentry station deep in the forest of the autumn hunting paddock, on the highest mountain of the entire paddock.

"The people from the Sentinel Station took me to Dahu, but they have never heard of "Song on a Boat." The steed briskly passed through the mountains, "I still remember that the stationmaster of the Sentinel Station is an uncle with a lot of beard, and he is very good at brewing wine. , Wild pears, wild fruits, and pine needles from the mountains can all be brewed. I was young at that time, and I drank a lot of greedy mouth, and ended up drunk, which caused him to be beaten with a military stick and demoted."

"Is he still there?"

Ming Huang was also not sure: "He is a monk, so he should...?"

When they reached the foot of the sentinel station, the two stepped on their swords and went up.The sentinel station is a green brick and tile house with a wooden watchtower, which is very conspicuous.

"Is anyone there?" Ming Huang landed and said loudly. He was immediately attracted by a small wooden house in front of the green brick house. There was an iron basin of goat milk in front of the wooden house, and two small iron-eating beasts squeezed their heads together. Reach in and breathe.

Iron-eaters always come and go alone, Ming Huang saw the cubs of iron-eaters for the first time, two at a time.The head is round and round, the black and white stripes on the body are not very clear, it is faint, and it is so cute.Ming Huang couldn't hold back, and pinched the Iron Eater's ear: It's so soft!The cub yelled as if it had been pinched.

Ming Huang took one out and hugged it in his arms, Zai Zai was a little restless, his left foot fluttered and he yelled, his voice was a bit high-pitched.

Zhang Qingyang noticed that an unusual murderous intent was approaching, and reminded Ming Huang: "It seems that its mother has come."

Ming Huang didn't take it seriously: "Here you are? What are you afraid of." The aura of the golden core diffused, and the murderous aura of the iron-eating beast's mother subsided immediately, but the cub thrashed even harder.

"Be good, be good, I'm not going to eat you." Ming Huang stroked his hair, and after dozens of strokes, Zai Zai finally calmed down, and suddenly raised his head to look around hard.

The mother of the iron-eating beast still came, standing on the hill and watching them.

Ming Huang put it back a little depressed: "Really, where did the uncle at the sentry station go?"

"Hahahaha, who are you here? Hiccup—" The bold laughter approached from a distance, and the bearded man, who smelled of alcohol, staggered over like stepping on cotton, "You two, whoops, The old Maozi is very angry, don't hold her cub, if she paws down, you may die, hahahahahaha hiccup."

Ming Huang couldn't help showing a smile: "Uncle Beard, are you still drinking?"

"Huh, huh? Why don't you drink it, hiccup! Hey, you look familiar!"

"Yeah, we've seen it before." Ming Huang pursed his lips and suppressed a smile.

The bearded uncle's eyes were wide open, and he stared for a long time before belching from alcohol, "Oh, Your Highness the Crown Prince!" He knelt down, "Dizzy, Your Highness is a thousand years old!"

Ming Huang waved his hand: "Stay flat, there is no need to be formal, I just came to see you and drink some wine."

"Wine! Easy to say! I have plenty of wine here!" The bearded uncle was overjoyed, and hurriedly took out the treasured wine from the cellar, and by the way, greeted the iron-eating beast on the hill, and patted the wine jar: "Come here! Drink! "

The iron-eating beast actually understood what he said, turned around and disappeared, and slipped out from the sentry station in a moment, sat down on the ground like a human being, patted its belly with its front paws, and motioned for the wine to be brought quickly.

"She can also drink, won't she go crazy?" Ming Huang asked curiously.

The bearded uncle took out a big iron basin and poured a burning knife on it: "Yes! Yes! But she will go to other places to play when she is crazy about drinking. Don't worry if she is not here. Come on, drink!"

The author has something to say: No.20 Chapter 27 to [-] logic bugs have been fixed.

Some things I don’t even remember why I wrote this 〒_〒