Cute Girl Guardian

A slightly old figure pushed a small car and parked in front of the door. There were some bedding and other utensils in the car, and another put some vegetables and meat.

"The two of you are the new travelers. After I heard Ishida said, I will send some clothes and some food." The old man smiled kindly.

Meihong was stunned for a while. When was the last time she had a normal conversation with someone, she thought to herself.

Wu Feng came out properly, took the things and thanked him.

"My wife is more afraid of life, don't mind it, as long as you say something about the clothes, we can go there by ourselves, and I'll trouble you to come here specially."

"It's going to be cold soon, be careful of catching a cold at night." The old man nodded understandingly, and left after instructing.

After the old man left, the girl's blushing face became cold again, with a spark of anger in her eyes, and the little goodwill she had just accumulated was lost in a moment.

"What do you mean insider!"

"It's the meaning of his wife," Wu Feng explained, pretending to be confused.

"I? Ask? You? Why? What? What? Say?"

"A man and a woman need a reasonable identity to travel, otherwise they will be easily suspected"

"It doesn't matter what others think, if you say that again, believe it or not, I cut you down!"

Wu Feng can only nod helplessly, girl, the foul language of later generations has been exposed in advance.

"Sister Hong, what do you have for dinner?"

"I don't eat," Meihong was stunned, and then said.

"Then I'll do it at will." After Wu Feng walked to the kitchen with the ingredients, Meihong was at a loss again. Does the ghost want to eat?

Ghosts need something to eat?When you don't need it, but foodies need it...

Eating is one aspect. On the other hand, Wu Feng wants to test the ability he has acquired before. He is proficient in cooking. He has been cooking with Yaoji for a hundred years. Wu Feng wondered how far his cooking proficiency could be improved.

Although I didn't hold out much hope, I still opened the instructions for cooking mastery.

[Culinary Proficiency (Active): Black Iron-level ability, max cooking ability for all ingredients]

……

Shit, I didn't realize it was an active skill before, shouldn't cooking mastery be a passive skill!

With the idea of ​​being trapped, I clicked on Mastery of Cooking, and suddenly a piece of data appeared in front of my eyes.

【Mackerel: Common edible fish, high protein, low fat, very suitable for human consumption】

[Fish head: high nutrition, good taste, rich in essential soft phospholipids and unsaturated fatty acids, preparation method, stewed...]

Countless blue data frames appeared in front of an ordinary fish in an instant. The introduction of the fish itself, edible parts, cooking methods, and energy supply were all listed in great detail.

There is no change in his own cooking skills, but these data have indirectly improved Wu Feng's cooking skills by a large amount, and there is an infinite improvement posture.

According to the data, after cooking the fish and simmering for the waiting time, Wu Feng turned to look at Meihong, and another piece of data appeared.

[Unknown living body: The flesh is delicate and elastic. Only a small piece can provide the energy of an ordinary person for a whole year. It is very poisonous, so be careful! 】

……

It turns out that women are really poisonous!

After reading a series of Wu Feng, he suddenly thinks that if he returns to the original world, survival in the wilderness must be more conspicuous than Bergris...

At dinner, Meihong, who originally said she didn't want to eat, didn't endure the rape in the end. She ate a few big bowls under Wu Feng's playful eyes, and Wu Feng took care of the rest.

"Hey, Meihong, aren't you going to sleep in bed?" Wu Feng looked at Meihong, who was sitting in the corner of the house.

"I'm used to it." Meihong shook her head and said, just sitting in the corner without speaking.

Hearing what Meihong said, Wu Feng felt a little distressed. After he died, he met Komachi, and then everyone in Baiyulou took care of him, but what about Meihong?She has been alone for five hundred years, has no friends, and has no stable place for food, clothing, and accommodation, which is much better than herself.

Maybe it was the long-lost house accommodation, maybe it was Wu Feng's protection, and soon Meihong fell asleep. This time, Meihong slept very peacefully, and some small bumps did not wake up.

Although he still doesn't believe in Wu Feng's appearance on the surface, he already has a certain amount of trust in him deep down.

Under Wu Feng's gaze, a faint snoring sounded, and Meihong fell asleep leaning against the wall.

Wu Feng sighed and slowly approached Meihong, but within a certain range, she could clearly see the trembling of her hands and feet, as if she might wake up at any time. It was said that I hadn't slept for a few days, and even my body's instincts could hardly bear the blow of the double fatigue of my mind and body.

Gently picked up Meihong, put it on the bed, and covered the quilt, Wu Feng secretly made up his mind that she couldn't let Meihong live like this anymore, at least she had to change her current state of mind, otherwise no one would dare to touch her.

Qingming the next day

Meihong opened her misty eyes. This was the most comfortable sleep she had had in hundreds of years.But after that, my heart was tense, and my sleeping place changed!I didn't wake up before!

After looking around, I realized that I was lying on the bed with the quilt covered, no wonder I slept so comfortably.

With a slight movement of his legs, Meihong's face suddenly turned black, and he kicked the quilt out of bed with one foot, screaming at the same time.

"Soul pale monster! What have you done, I really misread you!"

If it wasn't for Wu Feng's arrangement of the barrier in advance, the whole village would have to hear it.

"What did you do?" Wu Feng, who woke up early, blinked his eyes calmly.

"Why do I sleep with you!"

"Last night, I saw you in the corner so pitiful, so I took you to bed and went to bed. After that, you grabbed my arm and didn't let me leave. I had no choice but to stay there all night. Who would have been killed in the morning? Suddenly kicked down," Wu Feng said innocently, and at the same time exposed his arms, with a bruise on it.