In this snowy day with a biting cold air, Jiang Xiaohan and Zhao Wanxi chatted, roasted on fire, and waited for the delicious food to taste not only did not seem irritable, but also warmer.

During the period when Zhao Wanxi returned home, the two of them had been separated for too long. It had been a long time since they hugged each other and talked in such a close relationship.

The topics of chatting between the two are very mixed, and even seem a bit messy to outsiders.

The previous second may have been talking about what to eat last night, but the next moment the topic goes back to something at school. One day I see a cloud in the sky like a sheep, or one day I see a group of ants moving on the road, it can all become the topic of the two of them, and there is no feeling of incongruity.

Many of the things they talk about are no longer new, such as what they have done these days after they parted. Maybe they had chatted online at that time, but now they can still be used as a chat content.

Only they themselves know that it doesn’t matter what they talk about, what matters is that they are together again.

They enjoy this state, even if they just talk together simply.

Time passes in the wind.

Another firewood was added in the middle. As the bonfire just now turned into embers, Jiang Xiaohan waited for a while, and said as he guessed the time, "It should be almost done."

Jiang Xiaohan pointed to the beggar chicken buried in the pile of ashes.

Hearing words.

Zhao Wanxi's eyes fell on this and couldn't help but look forward to it.

Zhao Wanxi has long heard of the name of beggar chicken, but she has never eaten it made by Jiang Xiaohan.

Jiang Xiaohan found a branch.

After pulling it out, some sparks came out of the pile of not yet completely burned embers, and the heat rushed up, and you could clearly feel the surrounding temperature rose.

Soon, a lump of earth appeared in front of Jiang Xiaohan and Zhao Wanxi.

The layer of yellow mud outside was obviously calcined into a solid shell after being baked by fire. Because it was just dug out, the surface was still emitting hot heat.

Jiang Xiaohan picked up a stone from the side and smashed the lump of soil that had just been turned out.

As the solidified yellow mud broke open, the layer of lotus leaves included in it gradually exposed. The faint fragrance of lotus leaves and the smell of charcoal fire in the air were mixed together, making people look forward to the next real reveal.

Uncovered the lotus leaves, and before the whole picture was revealed, a rich fragrance mixed with the fragrance of the lotus leaves was emitted.

"It smells so good!"

The fragrance of beggar chicken was emitted, and before he could taste it, Zhao Wanxi could no longer help but be amazed.

Looking at Zhao Wanxi's impatient look, Jiang Xiaohan smiled slightly. After uncovering the lotus leaves on it, a complete beggar chicken appeared in front of the two of them.

Taking out the kitchen knife and fork that had been prepared, Jiang Xiaohan cut off a chicken leg, put it on a plate, and handed it to Zhao Wanxi.

“Be careful of hot.”

Seeing Zhao Wanxi take it, she couldn't wait to take a bite, and Jiang Xiaohan quickly reminded her.

Because it was just dug out of the embers, the crocodile was very hot. If Zhao Wanxi ate it directly, she might be able to burn a mouthful of bubbles.

Take out a pack of napkins from your backpack, and Jiang Xiaohan carefully wrapped the bones of the chicken legs with paper. In this way, Zhao Wanxi can hold it directly without getting burned.

After doing all this, Jiang Xiaohan continued to cut the beggar chicken with a kitchen knife.

Turning his head, he found that Zhao Wanxi was looking at him gently. Jiang Xiaohan stopped the movement in his hand and said docilely: "Eat!"

"oh!"

Zhao Wanxi nodded obediently, then blew at the big chicken leg in her hand, and took a bite.

"Hiss, it's so... delicious..."

Even though he had prepared in advance, Zhao Wanxi almost got scalded when she ate it, but she soon became intoxicated by the strong and crispy taste at her mouth.

"I remind you to be careful."

Seeing Zhao Wanxi's embarrassment almost burned, Jiang Xiaohan felt happy, but he started to blame him.

"I've been very careful."

Zhao Wanxi, who was "blame", was a little depressed, and then defended: "But this is still very hot..."

Zhao Wanxi's voice was a little aggrieved, with a faint sense of coquettishness. Jiang Xiaohan was not calm when he heard it, and he felt like he was getting faster with goose bumps.

The reason is nothing special. It is really difficult for Jiang Xiaohan to control himself when Zhao Wanxi looks like this just now.

When did you see Zhao Wanxi acting coquettishly?

Not that there is no, but that there is too little.

The moment that came out inadvertently naturally made Jiang Xiaohan stunned.

"What are you looking at? Don't you eat it yourself?"

Zhao Wanxi naturally didn't know how charming she was just now. While gnawing on the chicken legs carefully, she stared at the beggar chicken that was still half left, and threatened Jiang Xiaohan and said, "If you don't eat it again, be careful that you will have to eat bones after waiting."

"It's okay, you're ready to eat."

He withdrew his gaze with guilt, Jiang Xiaohan's heart was upset. After observing for a while, he found that his loss of composure just now did not seem to have been discovered by Zhao Wanxi. While he was grateful, he couldn't help but say, "I'm full just by looking at you."

Zhao Wanxi rolled her eyes.

This guy named Jiang really doesn’t forget to flirt with himself no matter when he has the chance.

However, it is false to say that Zhao Wanxi is unhappy, but it is not as obvious as it is.

After all, it was not the first day we were together, and Zhao Wanxi was already used to it.

I am used to Jiang Xiaohan's doting on him, to Jiang Xiaohan's every word and action, and to every moment I spend with Jiang Xiaohan.

Of course, it is impossible for this name named Huaji Jiang Xiaohan to really not move at all.

Let’s not talk about whether Zhao Wanxi can finish eating this whole beggar chicken alone. She has prepared it for so long and I’m sorry for myself if I don’t taste it.

Jiang Xiaohan also cut a piece of meat for himself. After taking a bite, he also showed a satisfied smile on his face.

Even Jiang Xiaohan couldn't help but want to give himself a thumbs up.

Awesome cooking skills!

After a moment.

Seeing that Zhao Wanxi had finished eating the chicken legs in her hand, Jiang Xiaohan quickly handed her the other chicken legs she had just prepared.

"I've eaten one of them, give it to yourself!"

However, facing the chicken leg handed over by Jiang Xiaohan, although he wanted to eat it, Zhao Wanxi still shook her head.

"I really don't eat it?"

"No, you eat it!"

"Sure?"

"Sure!"

"Then I'll eat it?"

"You eat it!"

Zhao Wanxi nodded, then closed her eyes, as if she was afraid that if she continued to look, she would not be able to help but snatch the chicken leg in Jiang Xiaohan's hand.

He secretly opened his eyes and glanced at Jiang Xiaohan and watched as he bite the chicken leg, Zhao Wanxi swallowed quietly.

"Yeah, that's OK."

Feeling the tender texture of the chicken, Jiang Xiaohan nodded slightly, then looked at Zhao Wanxi who was looking straight at him in front of him, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

"Oh, it smells so good!"

He took another bite at the chicken leg in his hand, but this time Jiang Xiaohan's expression became exaggerated, and even his tone of speaking seemed very exaggerated.

Zhao Wanxi gave Jiang Xiaohan a very depressed look.

Isn't it just a chicken leg?

As for such a fuss?

She ate one just now.

Thinking of this, looking at the chicken legs in Jiang Xiaohan's hand, Zhao Wanxi felt a little regretful, regretting that she had eaten too fast just now and didn't taste it well.

"tasty!"

"Don't shout! Eat yours quietly."

Seeing that Jiang Xiaohan started performing again, Zhao Wanxi warned him angrily.

"I don't want to, but this is too delicious?"

Jiang Xiaohan felt a little aggrieved: "I can't control this delicious food, and I can't control myself..."

Zhao Wanxi was speechless.

How could she not tell that Jiang Xiaohan did it on purpose?

Can……

What else can she do?

"You... give me a bite."
To be continued...