Bigoted Mr. Fu Lets Me Do Whatever I Want

ome of them were addicted to cigarettes.
Hence, Qin Shu didn’t ask any more questions.
She went into her tent and zipped it up.

After the life-and-death struggle just now, her entire body felt weak and tired when she laid down.

Not long after she closed her eyes, she fell asleep.

Han Xiao sat outside the tent and took out a cigarette box from his pocket.
He took out a cigarette and put it into his mouth.
After lighting it with a lighter, he began to smoke casually.

The scene of Qin Shu fighting the wolves with all her might kept replaying in his mind.
The moves she used were clearly the same moves that master taught her.

As for that set of martial arts, his master had said that he only taught a total of four people.

Little Munchkin was just someone who came along the way.
She wasn’t counted among the four people.

Just now, he almost asked her.

Han Xiao took a deep puff of the cigarette/ His heart still couldn’t calm down.

The next morning

After Qin Shu woke up, she lay in the tent for a long time.
The reason was that her limbs were weak and she did not have much strength.

She had consumed too much strength and energy last night.
Even after sleeping for a while, her body still had not recovered.

After she had laid down long enough, she stretched her body and sat up.
She opened the zipper of the tent and walked out.

The air in the mountain forest was very fresh.
Qin Shu stretched again and took a deep breath.
Her whole body felt comfortable.

“Wash up first.
Then, come and have breakfast.”

Hearing Han Xiao calling her, Qin Shu turned around and saw that Han Xiao had already prepared breakfast.
She remembered that he was still injured but he still got up so early to prepare breakfast.

She went to wash up first.
After washing up, she walked over and sat down opposite Han Xiao.
She looked at his arm.
She could see the red bloodstains on the white gauze clearly.

“Why are you up so early? How’s your wound? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?”

“It’s my habit to wake up early.
I wake up when it’s time.
My body clock is even more punctual than the alarm clock.
I’m fine.”

Han Xiao handed the steamed custard buns to Qin Shu.
“Eat first.”

They bought a total of ten custard buns and kept them in ice bags because they were afraid that the high temperature would spoil them.
Fortunately, the temperature in the forest was low.

Qin Shu took the bowl and looked at the six custard buns in the bowl.
Then she looked at the four in the pot.
Men had a bigger appetite than ladies but Han Xiao still gave her six custard buns.

She looked at Han Xiao again and handed the bowl to him.
“I’ll eat four.”

Han Xiao looked up at Qin Shu.
“I don’t like sweet food.
I’ll just eat four.
I’ll eat some compressed biscuits later.”

Han Xiao didn’t seem to be lying so Qin Shu took the bowl back and directly picked up the custard buns in the bowl.
She brought them to her mouth and took a bite.
She chewed on them.
Although the taste wasn’t as good as the freshly made custard buns, she still felt that they were quite delicious.

Perhaps it was because she knew that in the deep mountains and forests, custard buns were very rare.
After eating this time, there might not be any next time.

Han Xiao picked up his chopsticks and was about to pick up the custard buns when he noticed that Qin Shu used her fingers directly.
He put down the chopsticks in his hand and picked up the custard with his slender fingers.
He was not in a hurry to eat it.
He looked at Qin Shu and asked, “Do you like eating custard buns very much too?”

The best time of the day was when you woke up to eat breakfast.
Qin Shu felt the same way.
“Yes, I quite like it.”

The fresh custard buns made by Sheng Yuan’s masters were much more delicious than these frozen custard buns.

Actually, when Han Xiao saw Qin Shu holding the custard bun in the supermarket and hesitating whether to buy it, he had already guessed that she liked to eat it.
She kept hesitating because she was afraid that the custard bun would spoil in the mountain.

Hence, in the end, he asked the supermarket to prepare a lot of ice packs and turned the air conditioning in the car very low.
The temperature on the mountain was also low so it did not go bad.

“Little Munchkin also likes to eat custard buns.”

He knew how to make them but he did not have the chance.