Spoil You All Your Life

The folk customs on the grassland are simple and hospitable, not to mention the bonfire banquet for the reception of tourists. It does not matter whether they know each other or not. As long as they are willing to participate, others will be very welcome.

As soon as Shi Zixian and Mo Zimu walked to the bonfire, someone greeted them.

"Come and come, welcome our'most lovely and respectable person' and his'most beautiful girl'."

Mo Zimu pulled Shi Zixian and sat among a circle of people with a smile, watching the blazing fire in the middle, a feeling of warmth pounced on his face, a whole lamb pierced by iron brazing has been roasted on the fire. Charcoal fire, dipping materials, and utensils are all available nearby.

The vast grassland stretched far and far away under the starry night sky. The yurt behind it was shining with lights, the night wind blew, and the laughter from the bonfire spread far away, disappearing in the night air.

"Drink some milk first, then eat roast lamb."

Shi Zixian got up and took a cup of unprocessed grassland milk for Mo Zimu, sprinkled with a thick layer of sugar powder.

"So much sugar?" Mo Zimu asked while looking at Shi Zixian.

"It's no better than what you used to drink. It's very sour and sticky. I added so much powdered sugar to you, I'm afraid you can't finish it."

Mo Zimu smiled, "I just keep eating roast lamb if I can't finish it."

Shi Zixian handed the spoon to Mo Zimu, "My boy, after drinking, eat roast lamb on an empty stomach, be careful that it is too greasy and indigestible, and it is uncomfortable to sleep at night."

He knows her too well, and when his stomach is empty, he will definitely not stop eating. He has a good mouth for a while and suffers again at night. It is better to let her use milk to pad some of his stomach.

"Ok."

Mo Zimu drank the powdered sugar and drank the milk. As expected, it was very sour and had a strong fishy smell, but with powdered sugar, it tasted good.

Halfway through the drink, the powdered sugar was gone, and Mo Zimu was counted as narrowing his eyes. After swallowing, looking at half the amount, he scooped a spoon to Shi Zixian, "Zixian, you taste."

Shi Zixian shook his head and smiled softly, "You drink."

"I can't finish it."

Shi Zixian smiled, "Too sour?"

Mo Zimu found that Shi Zixian could see through his thoughts, and nodded with a smile, "Cubs can be sour."

"Haha~~~" Shi Zixian was amused by Mo Zimu's words, and his drowning gaze caught her, "have there been cubs in just a few hours?"

Mo Zimu smiled shamefully and beat Shi Zixian, "I don't understand metaphors, metaphors."

"I'll get you some powdered sugar."

Mo Zimu pulled Shi Zixian, "No, I know you don't like sweets, you can drink the remaining half, you are also on an empty stomach, if you eat roasted lamb and cannot digest it, I will be worried."

"Substring~~~"

"Zixian, the words of the'chief' are not a discussion, but an order to be executed."

Shi Zixian looked at the milk cup that Mo Zimu was holding, deliberately, the little thing must be deliberate, deliberately sour him.

"Substring~~~"

Mo Zimujiao's dripping voice penetrated into Shi Zixian's ears, and his body with a faint fragrance rubbed his arm.

Mo Zimu couldn't behave like a baby, Shi Zixian held the milk cup, raised his head and drank half a cup of milk. Mo Zimu's eyebrows tightened a little while watching him, she felt sour when she watched him drink, that's true Sour, the fishy smell behind is getting stronger and stronger.

"Wow, Lord Xian, you are so tough."

Mo Zimu looked at the milk that he drank, not happy.

Shi Zixian was sore for a long time without speaking, this account, remember, must pay her back.

After finally getting over, Shi Zixian squeezed Mo Zimu’s face and said, "Daddy Xian will be the master of Xian before he does it. You are too fast. Next year, Madam will cooperate and let your husband and I successfully upgrade. How about my little servant."

Mo Zimu glared at Shi Zixian, "Don't take advantage of me." How many minors? She is not a sow, how can she be a few small attendants a year.

Suddenly, Mo Zimu thought of the daughters of Gu Yege and Wu Junxie. They were really cute. When they trot in princess dresses and threw themselves into Wu Junxie's arms, the smiles of the father and daughter were unbearable. Living envy, both have Danfeng eyes, which are very beautiful. I don't know if she and Zixian have children, will she be more like her or he will be more?

"What are you thinking about?" Shi Zixian asked, approaching Mo Zimu.

"Uh? Ah, what?"

Mo Zimu awoke and looked at Shi Zixian, "What's the matter?"

"What do you want to be so absorbed?"

Mo Zimu wanted to hide, but when he saw Shi Zixian’s smiling eyes, he couldn’t hold back his curiosity. He put his arms around his arms, raised his head and asked him in a low voice, “You said, if we have a baby. Is it better to be more like you? Or is it better to be more like me?"

Seeing the sparkling Mo Zimu glared by the fire, Shi Zixian's heart was filled with happiness when she asked her, and she gathered her slightly open windbreaker collar, "I remember, someone said, she must Responsible. My daughter is a great beauty. In this case, she is very nice, beautiful, cute, and very kind."

Click!

A tourist on the opposite side saw Shi Zixian and Mo Zimu staring at each other with affectionate eyes, and was shocked for a while, and took several photos in succession.

Later, Mo Zimu kept the person's phone number, Tencent number, and msn, and asked for all the photos he took. Every time she saw that picture, she moved her for a long time.

He and her, under the stars and in the flames, stared and promised.

When roasting the whole lamb, more and more people surrounded the bonfire, guessing riddles, passing idioms, and finally a large group of adults played with the throwing handkerchiefs of the same year. It was full of joy. The coolness of the night seemed to be lost. The fire and the high atmosphere dispersed.

After the lamb was roasted, Mo Zimu's mouth was full of oil.

"Yeah, you little scruffy ghost, full of mouths."

Shi Zixian wiped Mo Zimu's mouth with her gentle napkin. Seeing that her hands were oily, she shook her head helplessly, "Yeah, it's still making trouble."

Mo Zimu danced with her shiny claws and struck Shi Zixian's uniform, "paint your uniform."

Shi Zixian grabbed two small paws, "It's dirty, you wash it."

"Throw it away if it's dirty."

Shi Zixian smiled, "You are so dirty, I also throw it away?"

Mo Zimu raised his eyebrows, "You can't bear it."

Seeing the figure of Mo Zimu jumping away and eating roasted lamb, Shi Zixian stopped talking for a second before shook his head and smiled helplessly. Hey, she really caught his heart, and he really couldn't bear to lose her. Efforts to develop into a small thing for family members, he will never leave her behind. However, she is too embarrassed, how can the big girl directly say it.

Mo Zimu was chewing on the fragrant mutton, watching the lights suddenly lit up on the grassland in the distance, extending to places out of her sight. The herdsmen led some horses out and looked back at Shi Zixian curiously. Walked back to him again.

"Zixian, what is that?"

"At night, the grassland rides at night."

"horse riding?"

"Yeah. The visible distance is not high at night. Those lights refer to street lights. Look over there. Any grassland within the light line indicates that you can run. At the end of this grassland, there is a wide river and the Milky Way in the sky is reflected. The water in the river is very beautiful. Eliminate some people who like to ride at night. Some tourists ride there specially to see the galaxy under the night sky."

Mo Zimu said in surprise, "Let's go too, I want to see too."

"I think you just want to ride a horse."

"Hey, by the way."

"Watching the river is your way."

"Let's go."

Mo Zimu just wanted to pull Shi Zixian's hand and was caught by him, and his little oily claws stretched out towards him. She was really good at pulling the wind.

"Eat first."

"I'm stuffed."

"Really?"

Mo Zimu nodded, "Really. Hey, I will wash my hands."

Watching Le Diandian run to clean Mo Zimu, Shi Zixian's smile grew deeper and deeper, and her eyes became softer and more watery.

How could you like this frizzy little thing with no fear of him? I like girls to be independent, but inexplicably hope that she can completely rely on him, like she cares about him, like her nervous about him, like her sticking to him, like her heartless and happy life in front of her. At this moment, he thought, he could understand the mentality of Jun Shao devoted himself to caring for his baby. If his woman can handle everything, there is a boyfriend and no boyfriend, then what is the meaning of their existence? ?

"Substring, all right."

Mo Zimu returned to Shi Zixian's side and walked towards the herdsman holding his horse.

Without Mo Zimu's accident, Shi Zixian forbids her to ride a horse alone, and pulls her on the same bordeaux horse and ran towards the end of the grassland.