The Evil King Loves Lightly: Xiao Chong Doctor Concubine

Chapter 2341 The Pleasant Voice
Chapter 152 The Pleasant Voice
"Mother said that picking fetal chrysanthemums is to pick them in bunches, so as not to affect the growth of chrysanthemums."

Putting the most beautiful string into the basket, Bao'er's melodious voice continued to ring out in the forest: "It's actually very simple to peel it off after you go back."

"The rest can be dried in the sun, and the beautifully sun-dried chrysanthemum tastes better than fresh ones."

"Anyway, it's already here. I must pick some more and go back today. It's not in vain for me to get up before dawn."

Mu Fan was beside Bao'er, collecting chrysanthemums or the morning dew on the leaves of chrysanthemums.

He liked this feeling very much, quietly listening to Bao'er talking, and Mu Fan seemed to never get tired of her voice.

In order to ensure the quality of the fetal chrysanthemum, Bao'er only has two quarters of an hour to be busy.

Of course, after a long time, the morning dew will evaporate. In addition to always paying attention to Bao'er's safety, Mu Fan must also speed up his hands.

After about two quarters of an hour, Bao'er stopped.

Seeing the stuffed basket at her waist, she turned her head to look at Mu Fan with pleasure.

"Brother Mu Fan, it's full."

Mu Fan looked at her and smiled slightly.

After tidying up the things they collected, Bao'er took out the blanket and the prepared breakfast in the heaven and earth bracelet.

The morning sun shines through the branches, one by one, and on the orange blanket, there are two plates of pastries, a plate of fruit, and two people sitting together.

As soon as Bao'er took a sip of water, she grabbed a bun and put it in her mouth.

"Brother Mu Fan, I'm so hungry, you eat too, the buns are still hot."

Mu Fan was not in a hurry, he helped Bao'er take off the robe that he put on just now, and put it aside, he took out a sweat towel from his bosom.

After working for a while, there was a layer of sweat on Bao'er's face and neck. Mu Fan carefully wiped it off for her, with a gentle look on his face, without any impatience.

Bao'er ignored it, and after eating one bun, grabbed another.

When she was about to stuff the bun into her mouth, she looked sideways at Mu Fan.

Raising the corner of her mouth slightly, Bao'er handed the bun in front of Mu Fan.

"Brother Mu Fan, you eat, the buns in the palace are pretty good."

"You can eat, I can do it myself." Mu Fan put down the slightly wet sweat towel, and took out a second one from his bosom.

Looking at the man who wiped her face, Bao'er licked her lips.

"Brother Mu Fan, you eat."

Mu Fan stopped what he was doing, met Bao'er's gaze, and slightly parted his thin lips.

With one bite, he bit off half of the bun.

"How is it? Is it delicious?" Bao'er asked with a smile.

"En." Mu Fan nodded, swallowed the bun, and opened his mouth again.

Mu Fan stuffed the leftover half of the steamed stuffed bun into his mouth, Bao'er picked up another one, and gnawed it down.

After completing a small task, Bao'er began to enjoy Mu Fan's service at ease again, and of course he did not forget to taste the delicious buns.

After breakfast, the two packed up their things and went back to the horse.

Mu Fan hugged Bao'er and asked her to sit on the back of the horse.

"Brother Mu Fan, why?" Bao'er looked down, blinked, and asked.

"You're sweating, it's not suitable to blow the wind, it's better to be behind me." Mu Fan responded, and jumped on the horse.

Bao'er hugged Mu Fan's strong waist, her pink lips were still slavish.

"Brother Mu Fan, I can't see the scenery at all from the back? How nice is it to sit in the front, as if you are riding a horse, and you can still see the scenery."

(End of this chapter)