The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You

Chapter 282 is rare to have a woman, it feels really different.

The warm season came over: "I think everyone should eat well in the United States. These two days are really perfunctory. Since the river can fish, the ingredients in the village that can buy the staple food can also buy some spices. Plus all the meat you bring, in fact, as long as you cook it well, you can turn it into a good meal."

"So you stay in Cambodia, now is planning to stay and cook for everyone?" Nan Heng looked at her like a smile.

"Is there anything wrong?"

Nan Hengjun eyebrows: "Are you sure you can suffer this grievance?"

A little brother in the side of the base sipped and sipped the fish soup and said, "Mr. Ink washed all of our socks this morning. There should be nothing more wrong than washing dozens of socks..."

Nan Heng's gaze is directly on the warmth of the season.

"I think it's still to let the ink of Jingjing be self-defeating, don't save it." He suddenly whispered.

The warm season suddenly screamed at him: "What do you mean?"

"Save him and let him know that his wife is here to help us cook for us to wash our socks. The consequences are not very good..."

Seasonal warmth: "..."

She did not care about him, turned and walked back to the warehouse to continue to fish soup, and said, "When you went to buy these staple foods and dry food, the salt brought back was too little, so the fish soup may still be a little light, today When you go shopping, remember to buy some oil and salt seasoning."

After that, people went directly into the warehouse.

Nan Heng stood in the same place and looked at Feng Ling in a blink of an eye: "Sure enough, there is no woman in the base. It is rare to have a woman. It feels really different."

Feng Ling no expression: "As long as you are not afraid of being poisoned, I don't mind going back to the base to cook for you."

Nan Hengpi smiled and smiled at her: "There is a US star chef at the base headquarters, and you still need to show your talents? But this field action really needs a woman."

When Ling Ling turned and was about to leave, the wrist was suddenly held. Her eyes glanced and turned her head to look at the big hand on her wrist: "Let it go."

“Is it still hurting?” Nan Heng’s voice was very low and very light.

The eyes of Feng Ling were even sharper at the moment. They were going to kick back him with a backhand. As a result, the brother who was still sucking and drinking soup looked at them inexplicably and asked: "What still? Is it painful? Is Feng Ling injured? Can we let the cold-faced boss ask me, is it not a small injury? Oh, what is the injury to you?"

Nan Heng lifted his leg to his shoulder is a foot: "Roll, which TM has you!"

The little brother scared the bowl and turned to hide in the bulletproof shed. I don’t know which boss was the boss. I asked him to care about the seal. They couldn’t care for them.

"I let you let go!" Feng Ling's face was cold and cold, and he tried to get his hands out of Nanheng's hands.

Nan Heng squeezed her wrist effortlessly and looked at her sideways: "Honest, huh?"

"Get out of the way!" Feng Ling was impatient, and lifted his legs and slammed him directly.

The warm season just filled the fish soup, and I heard a strange sound from the jungle. Several brothers who came to help her with the bowl lowered their voices and said, "Mr. Mo, don't go there, the boss and Feng Ling fight. Don't hurt you."

Seasonal warmth: "..."

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The warm season began to concentrate on the food of these rough-hearted people. In addition to the staple food bought and the fish and shrimp that can be fished in the river, she went to the edge of the jungle to find the vegetables that can be used for eating. Mushrooms are everywhere, but everyone has been unsure which ones are toxic and which are non-toxic, so no one has ever come over.

Seasonal warmly used a mobile phone to check the classification of mushrooms and edible plants in this tropical jungle, and then carried a bamboo basket bought from a family in the village into the jungle.

In order to be safe, Nan Heng specially asked Feng Ling and A K to accompany her in the jungle.

"Mrs. Me, can this kind of mushroom be?" A K is very tall. It is said that he is the best member of their base who is close to fighting. The character is very straight and obedient, and he is very enthusiastic about the season.

The warm season just picked a small wild vegetable and put it in the bamboo basket. When I saw the mushroom in the hand of A K, the mouth of the mouth was pumping: "This kind of poison."

A K expression, directly throwing the mushroom, and continue to follow her.

In the front, Feng Ling beats the bamboo grass in the grass, and drives away all the snakes and snakes that can be close together, so that the season can be safely picked up.

Around 8 o'clock in the evening, the night is thick like ink, and the stars are hanging in the sky.

Everyone eats very rich tonight, causing some brothers to eat too much, and going back and forth to the other side of the jungle to go.

The warm season and the brothers in the group chatted for a while, then got up and went out. Feng Ling walked along the river with her and talked all the way, but Feng Ling obviously kept away from the topic of Nanheng, waiting for two people. When I returned to God, I was already a few hundred meters away from the location where the base was stationed.

The two were preparing to go back. Suddenly, Feng Ling’s gaze was turned and he turned to look at the narrow, dark river in the distance.

The warm season turned too, and there was a glimmer of light in the dark crevice over there, through the dense waters of the grass, flickering.

“Is the fisherman in the village over there?” The season warmed down.

Feng Ling’s eyes were cold, but he took a step back after the warmth of the season. He calmly said nothing: “Should be, let’s go back first.”

However, just when the two men had just left in the other direction, suddenly there was a vague voice coming from a distance, like talking, talking about the local language of Cambodia, and the seasons could not understand.

When Feng Ling heard the conversations of those people, he suddenly moved the warmth to the back of the grass beside the river, and whispered to her: "Come here, don't come out!"

Are those people not fishermen?

At this time, two dark shadows jumped from the opposite river channel, and the seal had already rushed to the past. At the same time as the warmth of the season, the conditioned reflexes collapsed as described by Feng Ling, hidden behind the grass in the waist. To pick up the phone and call Nan Heng to inform him.

As a result, the phone was pinched in her hand, and she paused again. Although the place she was hiding had grass, she would not be found, but once her mobile phone screen was lit, it would surely attract the attention of those people in such a dark place. She was discovered that Feng Ling was only affected by protecting her.

But now they are two of them, those people are obviously prepared, but I am afraid that there will be an accident when I am alone.

The season is quietly moving behind the grass and moving a little to the direction of the base. Here, the direction of the block is far away, and there is some distance from the base. The season is warm to see everything around, and walk carefully in the dark. Suddenly, there was a very fast rustling and footsteps coming from behind. Her heart was tight and she couldn’t respond, so she was caught in the neck from behind.

(End of this chapter)