Mo Xinghun said exactly what happened.

"Where is the destiny!?"

Feng Qingming looked at him helplessly. Why didn't she see it? Where is the destiny?

"Our names are all three words!"

Mo Xinghun looked at her and smiled, baring his mouth with white teeth.

"..."

Feng Qingming looked at him, and she knew he would be like this.

"What are you doing?"

Mo Xinghun followed Feng Qingming's back, and saw her go here for a while, then go there for a while.

Walking around, finally couldn't help it, he asked.

"I'm finding the way!"

Feng Qingming said, passing under a tree.

Mo Xinghun also followed her, passing under that tree.

"Papa--" With a sound, a lump of bird droppings fell on his head like that.

Seeing this, Feng Qingming stepped back quickly.

This person is really moldy.

"There is a stream over there, you go and clean it!"

Feng Qingming looked at Mo Xinghun's green face and suddenly felt very ridiculous.

"Ok!"

Mo Xinghun walked to the side of the river, buried his head, and washed his head clean.

Because it is not easy to use magic here, his hair can only be scattered behind him so wet.

Originally, his face was relatively handsome, and with this wet hair, scattered behind him, he had a beautiful feeling.

"What are you going to do?"

Looking at his steps, Feng Qingming seemed to be walking towards the big tree.

Mo Xinghun walked under the big tree, and climbed onto the tree with a very smart figure.

I saw the bird's nest on the tree branch. The mother bird that **** was no longer there. There were only a few warm bird eggs in it.

Mo Xinghun snorted coldly and took down all the bird eggs.

"What are you doing?"

Feng Qingming looked at her, as if he had pulled out the guy. It looked like this, as if he was about to cook a bird's egg! !

"Boiled eggs!"

Mo Xing Soul also took out those things very quickly, and didn't know where they were taken out.

Finally, the bird's egg was cooked very quickly, just when Feng Qingming looked at him, holding the bird's eggs in the palm of his hand, ready to open the blood basin and eat.

He actually climbed to the tree again and put the few bird eggs in the nest safely.

"Are you going to eat it because I'm going to eat it?"

He got down from the tree and walked in front of Feng Qingming.

Seeing that Feng Qingming didn't answer, he said again, "Shit on my uncle's head, I won't let it be so happy."

Mo Xinghun looked at the bird's nest on the trunk, and his expression also looked rather arrogant.

"..."

Feng Qingming looked at him with a foolish look.

What is he doing with a bird?

It really is, let her give a long experience.

"After climbing the tree once, I felt uncomfortable."

Mo Xinghun said, and he didn't know where he took out a cloth. First he washed his face, then wiped his hands... Finally, he also used the cloth and wiped his feet.

The look Feng Qingming looked at him at this time was even more...

This person, can you talk about hygiene?

"Do you want to wipe it!"

Mo Xinghun wiped himself, and watched Feng Qingming standing beside him, looking at her expression, it seemed that he was very disgusted.

"What's your face?"