Survival Guide For The Charming Villain [Quick Travel] ━ Vol.1

3.5 - Catch fish

The Zhou brothers' farmhouse is on the edge of the village. The villages in this area are not concentrated, they are in twos and threes, and the big households are gathered together.

The Zhou brothers are outsiders. The two brothers fled the countryside and settled here since they were young. Because Zhou Dalang is a good hunter, they live on the mountainside for easy hunting.

The mountainside of this area is so flat, but not steep. There is a gentle slope of about one mile. The two brothers are hardworking and willing to endure hardships. They worked diligently to open up wasteland when they were young, and they slowly dug up a large area of ​​land. , so the farmhouse was slowly built, and in the following years it became a unique and good place to live.

Later, when Erlang started studying, he rarely did any physical work. Dalang was not good at reading and could barely read a few words. He had always been hunting and working. He was strong and solid at work, and he earned most of the family's money. of.

The day Xi Rong came in, he was sitting in a sedan chair. It was a little bumpy, but he could bear it.

He thought the way down the mountain should be easy.

I didn't expect it to be so steep.

It started to get steeper going down from the Zhou brothers' farmhouse. Xi Rong walked for a while and almost fell when he mentioned a stubborn rock.

In such a steep mountain, even if there is one, if you fall down, you will fall badly. If you are unlucky enough to roll all the way down, you will die or be disabled.

Fortunately, Zhou Fenglang had quick eyes and quick hands and hugged him.

The hands gently scooped him up and hugged him easily. It seemed that it didn't take any effort. One hand held his knee socket and the other pressed his back. "Are you okay?"

Xi Rong was so frightened that he took two big breaths. His fair and slender hands tightly grasped the hem of Zhou Fenglang's shoulders. His eyes widened in shock. It wasn't until Zhou Fenglang stroked his thin back that he said in a hoarse voice: "It's okay, thanks to my brother." ."

Those hands were broad and slender, and when you caressed his back, you could feel the warm power of the hot palms, as if your entire back was wrapped by him.

Zhou Dalang was slightly larger than Xi Rong. He hugged Xi Rong and protected him in his arms like a cat.

There was cold sweat on Xi Rong's forehead, and a few strands of his soft black hair were stuck to his face. Unlike those big and rough men who stinked with sweat, a little sweat made him smell even better.

It was like a soft and sweet milk cake. Just smelling it made me want to put it in my mouth and lick him until it was wet.

Zhou Fenglang's voice was originally deep, and when it was hoarse, it made people's scalp numb, "I will carry Rong Rong down the mountain."

Xi Rong hadn't walked a mile on the road, and when he encountered a bump in the road, he had to be carried away. It didn't sound good to talk about it.

"I'm not tired, slave."

Zhou Fenglang said: "There are still nearly twenty miles to go. The road is extremely bumpy. I am familiar with the road and my feet are fast. If I walk back and forth like this, it will be dark when I get home."

Then he added: "I often carry heavy burdens, but today I am not used to being light and delicate. Carrying Rong Rong is just right."

Xi Rong didn't want to walk at all. It was great to hold him while walking, but was it really okay to hold him like this?