Chapter 284 She Is Just a Child

That thing is really Bupleurum? !

Han Cheng thought happily, and then worried that he had made a mistake, so he stretched out his hand to cover Milk Tea Girl's forehead again, and touched it carefully.

It's really not that hot anymore!

Because her body should be comfortable, the milk tea girl slept soundly, and there were still some tiny beads of sweat on the tip of her nose.

Perhaps sensing something, Milk Tea Girl shook her head slightly in her sleep, and leaned closer to Han Cheng.

With joy, Han Cheng withdrew his hand, looked down for a while at the milk tea girl who had posted to himself, and suddenly felt that the little girl was not bad.

Then he realized what he was thinking, and couldn't help shaking his head and laughing.

I have been facing people like Zhuang, Ruhua, and Xing all day long, and my aesthetics has indeed been affected. Now I look at the thinner, fairer-skinned, and softer-faced primitive girl, and I feel that her features are more beautiful.

Han Cheng got up, stood at the bow of the boat, and released the accumulated overnight into the clear river.

In a good mood, the peeing is far away, the fish that has been floating on the surface of the water peeping, was poured by the warm water, flicked its tail and got into the bottom of the water in fright.

Han Cheng, who was in a good mood, pulled up his trousers and tied them with a rope. He turned his head and found that the milk tea girl had woken up at some point, and was looking at him with blinking eyes.

Old Han Cheng blushed, and thought to himself, what does this guy look at, does not know what is wrong?

Then I thought, I stripped him off yesterday, although it was for the purpose of curing illnesses, but I also watched everything that should be seen, and now it is not a disadvantage to be watched by the little guy, even if it is a courtesy.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but smile, thinking that this milk tea girl really has a character that doesn't suffer.

I just don’t know if it will become matcha in time.

Judging from the current situation, this is certain...

The senior brother and the others also got up, someone pulled out the fish cage soaked in the water, and the three of them, Junior Brother Sha, carried a few birds that had been shot by arrows.

Soon the fire was lit and breakfast was started.

Compared with yesterday, the milk tea girl is not as frightened anymore.

She took a shower and changed clothes,

It's like changing a person.

At this moment, she was standing in the small boat with both hands on her stomach, looking at Junior Brother Sha and the others who were plucking the bird's feathers, her eyes widened.

She really couldn't understand how they caught so many birds.

In their tribe, generally only some eggs and baby birds can be found, and it is rare for birds to be beaten to adulthood.

Han Cheng looked at Milk Tea Girl's hand on her stomach, and knew what was going on. After thinking for a while, he pulled the boat to the shore along the rope, and went ashore from the downwind of six or seven meters away from the big brother and the others.

Tap twice in the not too dense grass with a stick, and after confirming that there is no danger, he signaled the milk tea girl to go in and settle the private matter.

The milk tea girl understood this very quickly.

Han Cheng waited outside, preparing to bring Milk Tea Girl back to the boat after a while.

Although her illness has improved, it is not over yet. During this period of time, at least she should have less contact with senior brothers and the others.

After waiting like this for a while, the milk tea girl still didn't come out, Han Cheng thought, women are troublesome, it takes so long to deal with a private matter.

Thinking this way, Han Cheng was startled when he waited for a while and still didn't come out.

Could it be that he ran away secretly or was taken away by something?

When he was a child, he heard many stories about wolves picking up children.

Thinking this way, he ignored the ridiculous male-female defense in this era, turned around and walked in the grass, took two steps, and looked at the neatly dressed milk tea girl standing there.

Han Cheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing that she was already dressed, he called her out.

He shouted twice and saw that she just looked up at him like a frightened deer, and didn't come out. Han Cheng thought she didn't understand, so he went to pull her by hand.

The milk tea girl shook her head with some resistance, showing a look of about to cry.

Han Cheng looked on the ground to see if there were any traces, and when he looked again, Milk Tea Girl's hands were placed on her waist, waiting for her waistband to be pulled into knots with a rope.

Han Cheng sniffled, how could he forget this.

Just go over and untie it for her.

I don't know why Han Cheng's brain was twitching at that time. After untying it, he even took off the pants for her. The service is very good.

It was only when Han Cheng saw the bare little bulge that he realized what he had done, and hurriedly mentioned it to her again.

But these trousers are not the kind of elastic trousers of the later generations, and the half-assed tailoring skills of the Qingque tribe are not enough. Han Cheng wears these trousers with a big waist, not to mention the milk tea girl who is much thinner than him.

As soon as I lifted it up and threw my handle, the pants fell down by themselves.

His brain was completely offline, and Han Cheng, who seemed a little dazed, reached out and picked it up again.

After doing this three times, he finally came to his senses, stopped fighting for his trousers, turned around, and walked out in a daze.

As he walked, he flicked his head with his fingers.

Damn, how could such a thing be done?

I am still a child, and she is only a child!

Looking at the milk tea girl who was walking awkwardly with her hands on her trouser waist, Han Cheng had to squat down again and teach the milk tea girl to fasten her trouser belt.

During this process, the milk tea girl's pants slipped down again, and Han Cheng's face turned green...

The milk tea girl held a bowl in one hand, and a bitten willow stick in the other hand, trying to recall the demonstration of a minor who was not much older than her and had a good smile just now, stained with some white things, clumsy Yes, poking it in the mouth one after another.

While poking, he peeked at the minor who was burning the fire.

From yesterday to morning, in this short period of time, she came into contact with many things that she had never seen before.

In their tribe, among her peers, she learned the most things, but when she got here, she found that she seemed to know nothing...

And a minor who doesn't look much older than himself, actually understands everything and is very capable...

Thinking this way, she brushed her teeth, drank the bad-tasting hot water, and ate a big bowl of delicious food.

She was much more energetic, leaning on the small boat, looking at everything she had never seen before, and couldn't help thinking in her mind, now that they are already like this, then what kind of miraculous appearance should they have?

The oars were moving, and the boat was going against the current. Before noon, everyone came to Wangdongshan.

The people took bone shovels and other tools, abandoned the boat and went ashore to dig the herb that is very common in this area and is called Bupleurum by the Son of God.

From Han Cheng, everyone has already learned that that kind of grass can cure diseases. Without his order, the elder brother and others are full of energy.

After all, they have all witnessed the magic of this medicine.

People in other tribes were about to be burned. After being fed some water boiled with grass roots by the Son of God, they became much more energetic, as if they were brought back to life.

They are not fools, it would be strange if they don't pay attention to such a good thing!

The empty jars were all filled with soil and replanted with Bupleurum, and a lot of roots of Bupleurum were dug out, and they were taken away together on the boat.

Han Cheng is going to dry and store these Bupleurum roots in case of emergencies.

Otherwise, it would be too late to run here by boat when it is used up.

The four small boats were sailing on the water, approaching the tribe they lived in and the tribe they built little by little.

Compared with when they came out, the interest of everyone at this time is undoubtedly higher.