Outside, light snow was floating, and gradually the ground became heavier.

The cold wind also blew loudly.

In the igloo, the bonfire was burning steadily, and the dry wood in the flames made crackling sounds from time to time.

The heat emitted by the bonfire warms the entire inside of the ice mist, which is about ten degrees Celsius. Coupled with the warmth brought by the radiation of the flames, people will not feel cold at all. Above the bonfire, a temporary installation was set up

On a simple wooden frame, there is a straight wooden stick. On the wooden stick is a white-tailed deer more than one meter long. The hair has been removed, the skin has been skinned, the internal organs have been cleaned, and it has been coated with Yang Tianmi.

Made

sauce.

As the flame grills, the rotating venison gradually emits a mouth-watering aroma. The aroma of roasted fat, mixed with the unique fragrance of the sauce, is really mouth-watering.

Yang Tian did not sit by the shelf on one side, but still sat in front of the bonfire with the saint. At the same time, he used the power of divine magic to control the venison to rotate slowly through the air.

"How's it going? Doesn't it look very appetizing?" Yang Tian turned his head and looked at the saint.

The saint looked at the surface of the venison that was coated with seasonings. It was roasted to a golden crisp bit by bit under the action of the flames. There was also a light oil seeping out from the middle, and the secretion of saliva in her mouth accelerated uncontrollably.

Ding.

Ding.

She swallowed as calmly as possible.

Then he tilted his head and said, "It's not bad."

Yang Tian looked at her textbook arrogance and couldn't help but smile, "Can't you be more honest with yourself? It is human nature to want to eat delicious food." "I am a saint.

"I'm not a mortal, why should I have that kind of nature," the saint said lightly, "Food is nothing more than nutrients to sustain life, and appetite is nothing more than a natural reaction of the human body. I don't deny that I

My body may have such a reaction, but in my heart I don't care about it, nor am I interested." "Okay, I may have said it wrong," Yang Tian shrugged and said, "You, it's not that you are not being honest.

, it can’t be considered tsundere, it’s just that you neglect your body too much. Your body and your mind are all you.

It’s part of the food. Your body wants to eat, doesn’t it mean you want to eat?”

Yang Tian said while confirming the condition of the venison.

When he found that the roast was almost done, he reached out and tore off a deer leg.

With his physical strength as a holy warrior, even if he directly puts his hand into the fire and roasts it, it won't actually be a big deal.

So at this moment, there was no need to use any protective gear or tools at all. He just used his "merciless iron hands" to tear off the deer legs. After tearing off the deer legs, he grabbed the deer legs with his left hand and came to the saint girl's side.

Tear off a piece of roasted, golden and crispy venison with your hands, and slowly put it to the saint's mouth, "Here, look at this plump piece of venison, take a good look at it. Then

, do you dare to say with your conscience that you don’t want to eat it in one bite?”

The saint was stunned for a moment, and as soon as she came to her senses, the venison had already reached her mouth.

Although this guy's action of directly reaching for the meat with his hands made her feel a bit rude and barbaric.

But the scent of the venison so close to her rushed to her face, and her mind was suddenly dazzled.

She couldn't help but glance at the venison.

That small piece of venison happened to be fat, lean, and crispy. Just looking at it revealed two words: delicious.

"Think--" The saint couldn't help but swallowed again.

Then I suddenly felt that I had lost some of my etiquette and dignity as a saint.

So he quickly turned his head.

"It's just... average," the saint said.

"Oh? Is that so? Well," Yang Tian said with a look of regret, "Since it's so reluctant, then... forget it."

Yang Tian suddenly took back his hand, stuffed this perfect piece of barbecue into his mouth, and chewed it, "Wow, it's so delicious."

"Eh?" The Saint was stunned for a moment and looked at him in surprise, "You..."

She probably didn't even notice that there was a hint of natural resentment in her beautiful, watery eyes at this moment.

"What's wrong?" Yang Tian said seriously, "Don't you want to eat?"

The saint pursed her lips, then nodded, "Yes, it's nothing."

She turned her head again, and then moved her sitting position, trying to get further away from Yang Tian.

Yang Tian smiled and immediately came over with the deer leg.

Seeing this, the saint moved to the right again.

Yang Tian followed again.

The saint was unhappy. She turned around and looked at Yang Tian angrily, "Why do you have to come close to me?"

"Because...it's warmer to be together," Yang Tian said casually with a smile.

"It will be warmer if you lean against the flames," the saint gave him a rolling look.

"That's a bit too hot, and it's not very good either. My dear saint, the temperature on your body is just right," Yang Tiantian said shamelessly.

"You..." the saint bit her lip, "That's up to you."

She didn't move any more.

Yang Tian didn't have to follow him.

Yang Tian picked up the deer leg, tore off another piece of meaty roast meat, deliberately raised it toward the saint, and then stuffed it into his mouth.

piece.

piece.

Take a piece.

It tastes delicious.

Chewing in the mouth is also big.

The crackling sound of pastry was also heard constantly.

When the saint heard these voices, she felt very irritable inside, and she had the urge to punch Yang Tian away.

And just when she was almost unable to bear it anymore...

"Okay, I'm full." Yang Tian put down the deer leg with only a bone stick left, and let out a long sigh of relief.

The saint also breathed a sigh of relief. Is this torture finally coming to an end?

However, at this time, she discovered that Yang Tian reached out to the barbecue grill on the campfire and reached for the venison...

"Broken—" He tore off another deer leg.

"Aren't you... full?" The saint couldn't help but roll her eyes at Yang Tian, ​​thinking, are you going to continue to torture me on purpose?

Yang Tian smiled slightly, but tore off a piece of venison and stretched it out in front of her again, "I'm full, so now it's time to feed our dear Holy Lady."

The saint was stunned and said: "I..."

She bit her lip and said, "I told you, I'm not interested."

"But you are just swallowing your saliva. You are obviously very interested," Yang Tian said with a smile.

"That...that's just the natural reaction of the body! I...I don't care," the saint said angrily. "I have said that the body and the spirit cannot be separated. If your body wants to eat, then you want to eat.

," Yang Tian smiled and said, "You have always ignored your body's feelings and desires and only cared about your thoughts, so you feel that living is so painful. But in fact, you should eat when you are hungry.

When you are sleepy, you should sleep, and when you are cold, you should warm up. This is a natural thing. If you don’t care about it, or even deliberately ignore it, that’s what you do.

It’s not right.”

After saying that, Yang Tian directly stuffed the meat in his hand to her lips.

The warm meat juice touched her soft lips.

The saint was stunned for a moment.

Finally he slowly opened his mouth.

Eat this piece of barbecue.

Chewing slowly, his eyes gradually became more and more colorful.
Chapter completed!