Rebirth of the special forces: the only favorite concubine in cold love

Chapter 209 Closed Training ([-])

"Uh," Mo Tingye choked for a moment, then said calmly, "Mo Feng and the others are indeed busy, but Mo Hen is back, so you can let him go."

He gave him an annoyed look, Lou Mo knew that Mo Tingye's words had a lot of water in them, but he didn't bother to argue with him at this moment, thinking that he had his own way of contacting his subordinates in Xueshalou , the process doesn't matter, as long as the medicine can be delivered in time without delaying Zhou Xun's rescue.

Just as he was about to get up and walk outside, Lou Mo felt his sleeves tighten. When he looked down, he was caught by Mo Tingye, who immediately threw the swishing knife at him, but the latter had no pressure——

"Mo'er—" The voice dragged on infinitely, completely like the tone of a child acting like a spoiled child.

Lou Mo's head was full of black lines: "What's wrong with you!"

"I'm hungry..." Mo Tingye looked innocent and accused - I was hurt because of you, if you ignore me, you will be ruthless, tearing down bridges and killing donkeys...

Taking a deep breath, Lou Mo tried to keep smiling, I'm not angry, I'm not angry, I'm not angry at all!

——Damn it, Mo Tingye is your uncle!

Throwing his hand away, Lou Mo strode forward, and Mo Tingye's mournful voice came from behind——

"Mo'er, where are you going? Do you really have the heart to leave me alone?"

"Go get you something to eat!" Lou Mo's roar resounded through the sky, but Mo Tingye behind him raised the corners of his mouth in satisfaction and murmured, "Look, I will say that my Mo'er is the most gentle, generous, virtuous, add!"

Mohen who just received the news: "..."

The Lou Mo the master mentioned is probably not the same person as the Lou Mo he knew... definitely not!Thinking of the painful lesson of being ordered to follow the Lou Mo girl, Mo Hen became more determined in his mind.

"Here, take these back to Zhou Xun, and say that Doctor Lou gave them to him. If there is a delay, you can consciously go back to Anbu and continue training!" Mo Tingye threw away those bottles of antidote just now. To Mohen, said calmly.He was a completely different person from that Mo Tingye who was smiling idiotically just now!
Mo Hen took the things with a look of lovelessness, and hurried to the Xishan camp - he really didn't want to go back to Anbu for training, it was too painful!
In the evening, Lou Mo came back.

From a distance, when Mo Tingye saw Lou Mo, he was overjoyed at first, but when he saw the little yak in her hand, the corners of his mouth twitched suspiciously—everyone hunted pheasants, hares, etc. His family, Mo'er, is fine, a yak came up...

"Mo'er is so bold, this yak is enough for the two of us to eat!" Mo Tingye tilted his head and thought for a while, and choked out such a sentence.

Lou Mo gave him a sideways look, but said nothing, and she didn't want to hunt this little yak, but the pheasants and hares in this season are too thin, not to mention that there is not much meat on them, and it is troublesome to clean them up.On the way, I met a few antelopes, but she never liked the smell of mutton, and she didn't bring any seasoning to remove the fishy smell. After thinking about it, yak meat is more suitable...

She's not picky eaters, but if conditions permit, it's always right to let herself eat better, right?

After a day of tossing, she also felt that her stomach was empty at this moment, so she picked up the dagger and shaved off the flesh of the yak, put it on the arrow feathers, and said to Mo Tingye: "Light up the fire!" .”

Without waiting for Mo Tingye to speak, he added: "Don't tell me that you are wounded and can't move. If you don't want to starve to death, move quickly!"

Mo Tingye rubbed his nose, smiled awkwardly, and went to get dry sticks to make a fire without mentioning it.

In a short time, Lou Mo had finished processing the yak meat, and Mo Tingye had neatly set up a simple grill. Seeing Lou Mo looking at him in surprise, he immediately raised a smile as if asking for credit, That smile was so bright that it dazzled my eyes.

After a while, Lou Mo came back to his senses and said calmly: "There is a seasoning packet in the second pocket of the backpack I gave you."

Hearing this, Mo Tingye immediately got up to get it.

The beef sprinkled with seasoning made a sound, and drops of hot oil slowly slid down the lines of the plump meat, which was intoxicating. Soon, a smell of roasted meat wafted out, slightly spicy and delicious , causing people to twitch their index fingers and salivate.

Mo Tingye swallowed, looked at the meat eagerly, and smiled flatteringly at Lou Mo: "Mo'er, this should be familiar, right?"

Lou Mo gave him a blank look, and secretly annoyed that the Tangtang God of War had become such a worthless person in private!However annoyed, Lou Mo handed him the roasted beef.

I saw that the roasted meat worn on the arrow feathers was burnt and buttery bright in color, with distinct textures, steaming hot, and overflowing with fragrance.

Mo Tingye took it happily, and didn't care about the heat. He took a big bite and ate it up. While eating, he praised inarticulately: "Our Mo'er's craftsmanship is so good, even the barbecue is so good. eat!"

It is true that Mo Tingye's own cooking skills are not bad, and in his previous life he tried every means to cook all kinds of food for Lou Mo, but today, he only wants to eat what Mo'er cooked for him.At this moment, in his opinion, there is probably no happier thing in the world than this.

"Eating can't stop you!" Lou Mo scolded angrily.

Mo Tingye smiled cheerfully, stopped talking, and concentrated on fighting with the barbecue in his hand.

Looking at the tender and delicious barbecue in his hand, Mo Tingye suddenly felt that there seemed to be something missing, his eyes flashed, and he quickly got up and walked towards his horse.

"Mo'er!" Mo Tingye suddenly said excitedly.

Lou Mo looked at him puzzled, but he saw that he conjured a jug of wine out of nowhere!
Raising his eyebrows, Lou Mo didn't speak to him for the first time, because - at this moment, she really wanted to drink...

He unceremoniously took the jug and took a big gulp, the cool and slightly spicy liquid entered his throat, Lou Mo couldn't help shouting happily!
"Here!" Lou Mo handed the jug to Mo Tingye. The latter was unambiguous, and took a sip from the jug. Mo Tingye felt that he could drink wine with his beloved around the campfire late at night. It's too good to be true!
Green Ant New Distillery, red clay small stove.

Can you drink a cup of snow when you come here late?

The night is getting darker, and on the vast snowy wasteland, firewood piles are crackling and splashing with sparks, and the fresh smell of barbecue wafts through the long night. Long-forgotten carefree dripping.

"Mo'er, I really want time to stop at this moment, just like this, for a lifetime." Mo Tingye spoke suddenly, his voice was mellow and hoarse, full of magnetism.

Under the light of the fire, his face was sharp and angular, as if cut by a knife, and his deep purple eyes were gazing at her like this, full of inexhaustible deep affection, which made Lou Mo dare not look directly at her.

(End of this chapter)