Chapter 362 (1/2)

But Bai Qingqing, from that day on, felt as if she was the tragic heroine of the drama of bitterness. Every day, her life is five words plus a punctuation point -- tolerance tolerance tolerance tolerance tolerance tolerance tolerance!

Bella is getting too much day by day. She not only cooks meat, but also washes clothes. The most annoying thing is the sharp roar every day.

”Bai Qingqing! When will my barbecue be ready! ”

No, it's starting again.

Bai Qingqing walked out of the tribe with a big stomach for five or six months. As he walked, he said, ”I have no seasoning for barbecue. I'll find it.”

”Hum.”

Bai Qingqing in the distance heard Bella's hum, and spewed out a mouthful of sullen air, and ran out.

A male peacock takes a look at Bella, but her eyes are helpless. She flies to pick up firewood and piles it up at the place where Bai Qingqing's barbecue is.

Bella saw it and hummed, ”so ugly, there is a male helping her.”

Moore is still standing by the river, surrounded by hard animal skin, tall and upright, like a lone chivalrous man seeking defeat.

Seeing Bai Qingqing, Moore smiled and walked quickly to her.

”Slow down. Your stomach is so big. Don't run so fast. Does your foot hurt?”

Bai Qingqing's hand was panting and said with a smile: ”it's OK. I'm used to it. The feet don't hurt either. The ground here is clean. ”

”Slow down, too.” Moore wiped the perspiration on Bai Qingqing's face and the purple on his fingertip. ”It's sweating.”

Bai Qingqing also touched his face and said: ”you will bring me more purple balls next time. It's too hot when you burn the fire. I always like to sweat. I almost need help several times. Fortunately, I always keep my head down and no one pays attention to my face. ”

”Fire?” Moore wondered, ”isn't the food I brought you enough?”

”Ah...” Bai Qingqing's eyes turned and said, ”sometimes I bake something to satisfy my hunger, not because I'm hungry.”