The shocking rules of the wedding night: Lord, I will wait for you to divorce your wife

Qu Tan'er was caught off guard and shouted again, "There are emotions in my heart, which are always suppressed, which is not good for the body. If you feel unhappy, how about treating those fish as your enemies and venting them out?"

In the stream, Feng Jiu, who had just bent over, froze slightly while looking for the fish. After a long time, he snorted and dropped his fist into the water, causing the water to splash.

The fist hits the water, it doesn't hurt.

But the strength was released, and it was barely vented. Feng Jiu really listened to Qu Tan'er's persuasion, with bright eyes, aimed at the fish, and kept trying to stun them with his fists.

On the shore, Mo Liancheng watched quietly for a while, "Hey, he's quite a simple person."

Qu Tan'er's face was troubled, "Sure enough, I can't do good things casually. I obviously let him vent, but I didn't teach him to catch fish in such a stupid way. With him like this, when will I be able to eat fish? "

The one who answered him was a chuckle from Mr. Mou.

Feng Jiu used his fist to beat the fish, so naturally he couldn't catch the fish, but there was a certain master who aimed at the timing of Feng Jiu's fist swing, and flicked it secretly with his slender fingers, doing small tricks without anyone noticing.

There was only a bang, and an invisible force followed Feng Jiu's fist and fell into the water.

The same water splashed everywhere, but the difference was that this time, a big fat fish floated to the surface.

Feng Jiu was completely stunned, withdrew his fist from the water, looked at the belly-turned big fish again, and blinked incredulously.

"I, did I hit?"

As he spoke, he picked up the big fish that was either fainted or dead, turned his face, and waved from Qu Tan'er and Mo Liancheng excitedly: "I hit it! Did you see it! I used my fist Hit a fish! Ha, ha ha ha! It feels so good to get revenge!!..."

At this moment, Qu Tan'er was speechless, "..."

Mo Liancheng stood far away, smiled slightly, and encouraged, "Not bad, not bad, keep working hard."

Qu Tan'er looked at him suspiciously, "Chengcheng, is it your fault?"

Mo Liancheng bent his lips, "What do you mean by playing tricks, sir, this is doing good deeds every day to make children happy."

Qu Tan'er let out a snort of laughter, and then saw that a certain master had thrown the fish to the bank, and then buried her head, and punched Feng Jiu more vigorously at the stream water.

Somehow, I felt more sympathy for him.

Feng Jiu was trying to catch fish in the stream, while Qu Tan'er and Mo Liancheng gathered some firewood nearby and built a fire.

Mo Liancheng washed the fish again, did a simple treatment, then inserted it into a slender branch, and slowly started to roast it.

Feng Jiu waved his fist, probably too focused, too hard, so he didn't even know that his eyes were red.

The first fish gave him great encouragement, his strength suddenly seemed to be inexhaustible, and he was very excited.

Whenever he aimed at the traces of those fish and punched countless times, but he still couldn't hit them and was about to get discouraged, Mo Liancheng only moved slightly, and then one big fish after another lay down on the stream.

Unknowingly, seven or eight large fish were roasted on the fire.

Qu Tan'er was holding a freshly grilled fish in her hand, and was gnawing on it in small bites. From time to time, she leaned over and fed Mo Liancheng a mouthful.

The fish is grilled by Mo Liancheng. His craftsmanship is good, not only making tea, but also grilling the fish. The outside is charred and the inside is tender. The fish meat is sweet and delicious.

Qu Tan'er kept praising the deliciousness, and squinted a few times at Feng Jiu, who was soaking in the stream happily, her beautiful eyebrows and eyes curled up.