"There is one more thing I need to trouble you about, girl." Qi Yang said, looking at the fire that was still burning on the ground.

Ling'er followed his gaze and understood what he meant. She nodded and said, "Leave those to me! And your current task is to fill your stomach."

"Then thank you, girl..." Qi Yang stopped before he finished speaking. He looked at Linger in confusion as he snatched the steamed bun that he had been holding in his hand. Didn't the girl ask him to fill his stomach first?

Ling'er smiled and explained: "It's cold."

Qi Yang wanted to say it was okay, but he saw Ling'er taking out something wrapped in a clean handkerchief from his inner pocket like a magic trick. It turned out to be another steamed bun!

"This one is still hot." Ling'er handed the warm steamed bun to Brother Yang who looked surprised. Seeing that he didn't reach out to take it, he laughed and teased him, "What's wrong? Do you prefer to eat cold and hard ones?"

Steamed bun?"

"No." Qi Yang slowly took the steamed bun, his voice choked with sobs, "The girl is interested." He had already guessed that this steamed bun was another steamed bun that Ling'er was roasting on the fire. He just didn't expect that Ling'er wanted to

He allowed himself to eat hot steamed buns at any time, but actually put the steamed buns into his clothes. How could he not be touched by this intention?

"Girl, don't you want to eat together?" Qi Yang asked with concern.

"I've eaten it a long time ago. You should eat it while it's hot!" Ling'er urged after seeing him staring down at the steamed buns.

"Yeah." Qi Yang responded softly, then opened the veil and took a bite of the steamed bun.

Ling'er then turned around and walked towards the fire with confidence.

As Ling'er walked, she put away the already cold steamed buns in her hands. She didn't expect that after such a short time, the steamed buns would become cold and hard. It was very cold, and Brother Yang's hands were probably

It's as cold as the weather.

Thinking of this, Ling'er couldn't help but look back at Brother Yang. He was eating steamed buns slowly, his brows and eyes were full of joy, as if he was tasting delicious food.

It's just an ordinary steamed bun, can it be so delicious? Ling'er was puzzled.

The soft steamed bun melted in his mouth, turning into a faint sweetness. Qi Yang raised his eyes and looked at the busy figure squatting by the fire, his eyes full of tenderness. Perhaps after a long, long time, he will not forget the dark and sweet scene.

On a cold winter night, the woman in front of him brought him warmth and sweetness.

After burying all the fires in the snow, Ling'er walked back to Brother Yang.

"Why don't you eat? Are you full?" Ling'er asked with concern when she saw that there was still half a steamed bun left in Brother Yang's hand.

"I'm full." Qi Yang replied.

"Are you full now? An ordinary person can eat several such small steamed buns at one go. Brother Yang can't even finish one!" Ling'er thought distressedly, but didn't dare to show it at all. Not only could she not persuade Yang.

My brother wanted to eat more, but he had to remind me: "Just eat when you are full, don't eat when you are full."

Qi Yang looked at Ling'er in confusion as he took the steamed bun away from his hand again, and couldn't help but ask: "Miss, what is this again..." Could Ling'er be frightened by his previous stomach attack?

"Is it really delicious?" Ling'er looked at the half of the steamed bun, recalling the scene when Brother Yang ate the steamed bun just now, and whispered.

"Ah?" Qi Yang was stunned for a moment, and then he saw Ling'er put the leftover steamed bun into his mouth and took a small bite. He couldn't help but exclaimed: "Girl, you..."

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Chapter completed!