Yuanshin: Kidnapped by Bing Jiaoying at the beginning

Several cracks were smashed into the hard stone wall, and the mountain trembled along with it.

Maple Leaf was stunned, this... is this really the power of a mortal?

If Shen He knocked his head three times in a row, he might have a baby-like sleep, um... what a physical sleep method.

Not only Feng Ye was dumbfounded, but also the Qiuqiu people beside Shen He who were ready to move were dumbfounded. They have been doing evil here for so long, and they have never seen such ruthless people.

It's just that before they were shocked for a long time, their heads were knocked on the ground by a huge force and they lost consciousness.

After venting the restlessness in his heart, the blood in Shen He's eyes also subsided, and his expression became cold again.

She just wants Maple Leaf to see her best.

However, what Feng Ye looked at was Shen He's expressionless face, looking dumbfounded.

But he couldn't help thinking that the scene just now was completely inconsistent with the ferocity of hitting Qiuqiu's head just now.

After receiving the cooking pot from Shen He, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching slightly.

This sense of contrast...why do you feel a little relieved for no reason?

Forget it, don't think about it so much, it's just a chance meeting anyway, so it's okay to order a bowl of noodles for her.

And... the aura on Shen He's body is very familiar.

Ok.

It wasn't because if he didn't agree, he might fall asleep as peacefully as the Qiuqiu people.

Just when Feng Ye put down the pot, she keenly observed that Shen He's palm was hot and red, Feng Ye was stunned, and a hint of distress flashed in her eyes.

He didn't understand where this feeling came from, but subconsciously pulled Shen He's red jade hand close to his eyes.

"Why are you so careless?" Feng Ye's tone unconsciously carried a bit of blame.

Shen He, whom no one dared to approach before, her little hand was held so actively by Feng Ye, her body couldn't help froze, and her pure snow-like pupils stared at Feng Ye in a daze.

You said this to me many years ago.

In Shen He's eyes, the person in front of him seemed to be the boy wearing a mask that looked like a monster. It was just the warm heart under the cold mask, so gentle that Shen He couldn't help but fall into it.

Originally, Shen He's cold and inhuman eyes, looking at Feng Ye's serious look, gradually became softer.

After a while, Shen He came back to his senses after feeling the maple leaves smearing cold herbs on his hands.

"Really, in order to eat something, I accidentally hurt myself, how come I'm still like a child."

Speaking of this, Feng Ye was also stunned for a while, why did he subconsciously say such intimate words?

Shen He didn't say anything, just looked down at Feng Ye who was gently applying the medicine for her, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and a little smile appeared.

She didn't even realize that she, who hadn't smiled for many years, could smile softly again.

After Feng Ye realized that what she said was too intimate, she lowered her head in embarrassment and went to the side to cook the noodles, not seeing the smile that Shen He showed to him.

"Grumble-"

The only silence here is the sound of cooking noodles.

Shen He just sat on the stone, the firelight reflected in her ice-snow eyes, with a bit of tenderness, she propped her face with her jade hands, quietly watching Feng Ye concentrate on making that bowl of delicious hot stewed noodles.

The warm and soft color on the cold face, like melting snow, is so pure that it makes one feel ashamed.

The warm feeling enveloped her from all directions, making her intoxicated involuntarily.

original.

The taste and warmth of that house do not come from the noodles you made for me.

It's from...you by my side.

And I am behind you, silently watching you make this bowl of delicious hot stewed noodles for me.

At this moment, Shen He felt that her heart was unprecedentedly peaceful, even the red rope bestowed by her master could not make her relax her heart so much.

There is no gusha's murderous nature, but only a thousand-year-like tranquility.

Shen He just looked at Feng Ye's back tenderly.

She realized that she had never had a pure and gentle heart, so she tried to untie the red rope bit by bit.

One, two, three, the red ropes were slowly released by her, but the murderous desire she had suppressed so hard was not untied.

As the red rope lost its effectiveness, more expressions appeared on Shen He's face.

Seeing Feng Ye's single-minded expression for her, Shen He somehow thought of something, and there was undisguised tenderness in his snow-like pure pupils.

And the fair and pretty face illuminated by the flames gradually turned a tinge of red.

Chapter 89 Little Shen He

Not long after, a bowl of steaming hot noodles was brought out, the taste was so delicious that Shen He's face looked a little addicted.

It's just that after Feng Ye turned his head, Shen He tied the red rope again, and quickly restrained the expression on his face.

"Here, the delicacies you want to eat." Feng Ye put the noodles in his hands in front of Shen He.

Of course, due to Shen He's lack of common sense, Feng Ye, in order to prevent her from being burned unconsciously, put it aside and blew it for a long time, and then gave it to her when it cooled down.

"Be careful, it might be hot."

Shen He nodded slightly, took it silently, and slowly took a sip of the noodle soup.

She could feel the familiar taste and warmth sliding down her lips all the way to her heart, and Shen He was so comfortable that he couldn't help but narrow his eyes quietly.

His eyes, which were always cold and dull, seemed to be glowing with light at this moment.

This taste is something she will never forget. No matter how long she practiced, no matter how pure-hearted she is, she will never forget the taste of this bowl of noodles.

She couldn't help smiling again, and took another sip.

Then...under Feng Ye's shocked gaze, Shen He stretched out his hand to fish out the noodles.

"What are you doing?" Feng Ye grabbed Shen He's wrist, looking at the tender white fingers that were about to dip into the noodle soup, the corners of Feng Ye's eyes twitched.

"Noodles, what's the problem?"

Shen He's indifferent voice seemed to not care about it.

"It's a big problem. Has no one taught you to use chopsticks? You don't know Liyue's tableware, do you?"

When the noodles were cooked, Maple Leaf conveniently made two chopsticks out of tree branches, which was just a matter of hands for him, the demon god of food.

It's just that Fengye's small voice is full of great doubts at this time.

"I know, it's just that I've long been used to company with mountains and rivers, birds and beasts, and I usually eat pure heart and glass bags."

"I'm used to eating with my hands like this."

Saying that, Shen He raised his head, and stared at Feng Ye for a while with his eyes without any impurities.

"and."

"Someone taught it, you."

Maple Leaf:?

have i taught you

"Don't pay attention to my words, you will understand naturally when the time comes."

After finishing speaking, Shen He turned his head away, held the chopsticks with his fingers, and picked up the noodles with great difficulty, but she hadn't used this kind of thing for many years, and she saw that the noodles were broken by her force.

After too many times, the chopsticks in her hand snapped off.

"The chopsticks are broken."

Shen He still said these words with a blank face, she stretched out her hand towards Fengye, and remained silent.

It's just that her beautiful pupils stared at Fengye without blinking, which meant that she wanted to ask Fengye for another one.

This appearance, inexplicably, is a bit like the cold and cold kitten who begs for food from him, a little... cute in contrast?

Maple Leaf couldn't help laughing.

"What made you laugh so much?" Shen He tilted his head unconsciously in doubt.

"No, no, I will make a new one for you now."

only...

After a while, Feng Ye looked at the broken chopsticks all over the place, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he couldn't laugh anymore.

There is a girl in the fairy family who has just grown up, and she is powerful and powerful, right?

Can we still have a good meal?

Fortunately, it didn't take long for Shen He to get used to the chopsticks in his hand, um...if you ignore the chopsticks piled up next to him.

Gradually getting familiar with the chopsticks in his hands, Shen He was finally able to taste the delicious noodles again.

And Maple Leaf sat down beside her, looking up at the starry sky at night a little bored.

The original appearance of Tivat was not so beautiful and peaceful. Before and after the Demon God War, countless demon gods competed with each other for territory.

The sky is filled with blood, and with the power of the demon god, the fluctuations of the fight can fill a large area of ​​the sky, how can we see such a beautiful starry sky.

Feng Ye slowly lay down on the big rock, but when he looked at the starry sky and gradually became sleepy, Shen He beside him suddenly choked up a little.

"What's the matter, Shen He? Are my noodles so delicious?" Feng Ye couldn't help joking.

After sitting up, Feng Ye stared at Shen He who had finished eating all the noodles in the bowl, but was stunned.

The scene in front of him made his heart tremble.

From his line of sight, Shen He was holding the empty bowl in his hand blankly, but his pure pupils were stained with deep sadness.

It was like recalling some extremely sad memory.

Two lines of clear tears slid down the corners of her eyes and dripped into the empty bowl. She pursed her lips, her eyes were also empty and lonely.

It's just that she was still expressionless, but there was a trace of deep confusion in her eyes.

"I...I shouldn't have finished eating, if...if you won't come home again..."

"I...I want to eat with you, where have you been?"