Do you know the true King of the Sea? 33

It was an excellent day. The water was gurgling by the stream, the breeze was blowing in the forest, and the fragrance of flowers was overwhelming. Next to the bonfire, the only sound was the sound of water, wind and frogs.

Xihe sat on the grass covered with soft cushions and watched Ruosilan busy up and down.

The sun shone gently through the clouds, and she looked at the white-haired young man busy cleaning the belly of the fish beside the stream.

Watching his white silk shirt stained with blood, watching him clumsily lighting a fire to cook, he transformed from an elegant and noble ancient nobleman into a dusty little cook.

Xihe propped up his chin and found that even the movements of this man wiping things were pleasing to the eye, elegant and moving.

"Hey, can you eat it?" she asked with a smile.

It was as if she had become a fragile doll as soon as she woke up, and he had placed her aside properly. She didn't have to do anything, he would clean her face and hands on his own.

He even didn’t know how to cook and do laundry for her.

"It'll be ready soon." The young man looked up with a smile.

Because he didn't smile often, the smile on his face was a little stiff and weird. He seemed to notice it, and quickly lowered his head.

The silver eyes were soaked in the reflection of the firelight, as if they were suddenly stained with worldly colors.

Seeing the fish jumping in his hands, looking like it was ready to be cooked, Xihe shook his head and walked over with a smile: "I'll do it. You're not good at this."

The young man avoided her hand. He tightened his lips and frowned: "I can learn."

As he said that, he tilted his head and looked at the cheerful fish that was still moving in his hand. He raised the knife and cut off the fish's head with one stroke.

The swinging fish tail suddenly hung down softly.

Xihe...

Extended his thumb: "Awesome!"

The corners of the young man's mouth curled up, and the corners of his eyes and brows were filled with pride: "Go and sit down."

Okay, let's see what you make.

Xihe returned to sit on the small mat, picked up the robe on the side and put it on his body, smiling at the busy figure of the young man in the distance.

She felt that Ruoslan was the kind of person who would give her all once she liked him.

Now he probably feels that being with her has given him a sense of responsibility as a man. Just like a male in nature, he must protect his female and give her everything he can.

No matter how strong she was, he would do his best to shield her from the wind and rain.

"Hey, if I had known that letting him fall in love would make me feel so comfortable, I should have..."

"Come on you."

Gouzi interrupted her daydreaming directly: "This is called the right time, the right place, and the right people. If it had been earlier, people might have tried hard to kill you."

Xihe was annoyed to death: "If you are really bored, go find a jail cell by yourself. Don't beep beeping all day long, okay?"

He knows how to quarrel with her every day without worrying about anything!

Gouzi is extremely thick-skinned: "How can I find joy in being in jail and quarreling with you?"

Xihe:? ? Listen? Do people say it?

"Kalpana, come and eat." Ruoslan waved.

"Okay." Xihe immediately walked over with a smile.

"Try it and see if it tastes good?" Ruoslan looked at Xihe expectantly, her hands clenching together unconsciously. It was obvious that she was still very nervous about cooking for the first time.

Xihe looked at the brightly colored fish soup in the bowl and was a little afraid to eat it.

Although it looks good and smells delicious,...don't think she didn't see that Ruoslan secretly put an antidote pill in it when it was just made.

Antidote Pill, heh, so what did you do before?

"Okay, let me try it." Xihe picked up the bowl and took a sip.

It was her first time cooking. Her face was black and white, and she looked like a little cat. She couldn't hold back.