"fine……"

Shang He suddenly turned his head, avoided her gaze, grabbed a piece of pancake and took a big bite, but was choked and burped.

"Slow down," Ling Luoyu patted her back speechlessly: "Fatty, water!"

Feng Chenglin took off the kettle on the fire, poured out a bowl of warm water, and handed it over to watch the fun.

"It is said that from the perspective of eating, one can see a person's fate... the eating behavior of this begging and rewarding person is absolutely different!"

Shang He was pounding his chest, trying to pound the choked pancake.

But after hearing Feng Chenglin's words, he raised his head suddenly and his eyes were waiting for him like a knife.

"What's wrong with you?" Feng Chenglin was speechless.

What does this little girl’s heart do?

Glass?

How could she accidentally poke her heart in a word?!

Before he finished speaking, Shang He suddenly took the water bowl, raised his hand suddenly, and poured a bowl of water on Feng Chenglin's face.

"Whoever remembers this for me, no one was born begging for food!!"

"I……"

Feng Chenglin was covered with water, speechless and aggrieved.

"I didn't say anything? Why are you doing so excited?"

Ling Luoyu was heartbroken: "Shang He, the fat man has no malicious intentions, he is just a joke... It means that you are eating too fast, so you choked!"

"That's right... are you a little girl a little too anxious? You can't even hear a good word?"

Feng Chenglin wiped away the water from his face, looked at Shang He with a strange look, exchanged a glance with Ling Luoyu, turned around and sat down at the campfire, took off his coat.

"Okay, from now on, I'll be a mute... I'm really a lady's temperament, and I can't say anything!"

Anyone with a little bit of mind will not care too much about his words.

But Shang He's reaction was even more extreme than that of people without a mind.

What was she excited about?

Feng Chenglin quietly looked at her side and exchanged glances with Ling Luoyu again.

Ling Luoyu also noticed something strange, but poured a bowl of water silently.

"Shang He, my brother really has no malice. After you have been in contact with him for a long time in the future, you will know..."

Shang He glanced at the two of them with complicated eyes, lowered his head and took the water bowl, held it in both hands, curled up into a ball, and said nothing.

For a moment, the remaining "crackling" sound of the bonfire between the three of them and the laughter from people outside.

After a long time, Shang Hede swallowed and murmured even more: "I'm sorry, I'm not... just..."

She wanted to explain, but she felt it was difficult to speak. She didn't know where to start. She stumbled for a long time and didn't say a few words.

Feng Chenglin slowly turned his head, looking sunny.

Crying!

It seems that the person who should cry should be him!?

He is the one who was splashed with water!

On this cold day, people are soaked in their clothes. What does it feel like?

Ling Luoyu looked at it and he protested silently with tactfulness, but he opened his mouth but did not make any sound.

"I was inspired by his words..."

Shang He turned the water bowl and curled up helplessly, thin and weak.

"Because my family taught me a lot when I was very young...but after the accident, I was wandering away and didn't care about these etiquettes!"

Feng Chenglin's expression changed: "I'm sorry, I...I don't know these, but I can swear to the sky, I really don't mean to look down on you or insult you..."
Chapter completed!