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The demonic silver ash jumped about between the man's fingers as he jubilantly cheered, as if he had just been reborn.

"This, this is ?"

Staring at the silver flame in his hand, the man seemed both sad and happy. His expression kept changing as he mumbled to himself in a low voice.

Feeling the joy that came from his finger, the man's heart inexplicably felt warm. The gaze he used to look at the silver-gray flames also became much gentler, as if he was looking at his own kin.

"Young Master? Young Master? "

When the lady saw the man's eyes changing rapidly, she stared at the man and the fire in her eyes before hesitating for a moment before she finally called out softly.

As if he had finally regained his senses, the man suddenly turned around after hearing that voice. As he stared at the silver dust on his finger, his face was slightly warmed by the reflection.

"Look, there's a fire."

With a flick of his finger, the flame instantly fell into the pile of firewood. The pile of firewood instantly crackled, causing the woman to stumble back a few steps.

The man smiled apologetically. He squatted beside the pile of rocks and fiddled with the burning firewood with the branch in his hand. However, he did not open his mouth and only heard a 'crackling' sound for a moment.

"Young master, this silver-gray flame is ?"

In a short moment, the woman sat beside the man and softly inquired as she stared at the slightly flushed face reflected by the bonfire.

"I also do not know exactly what it is. Merely, I feel that it is very familiar, very intimate. It is as if it is a part of my body."

The man's eyes were focused on the wooden branch that contained fresh fish as he gently rotated it. After a long while, he finally slowly spoke.

"Has young master thought of anything?"

Her heart inexplicably tightened. The woman unexpectedly did not wish for the man to recall the past. As she asked this question, her voice also became softer and softer.

Shaking his head, the man continued to stare at the four fresh fish. He wasn't too emotional, but he was much quieter than before.

"Nope."

The girl's eyes only reflected the figure of the man, while the man was focused on roasting fresh fish. It was unknown whether the fish or the fire was imprinted in his eyes.

With a crackling sound, the flames engulfed the firewood, producing a crisp sound. The woman sat beside the fire and watched as the branches filled with fresh fish were roasted over the fire.

As the fire roasted the fish, it gradually turned golden and looked extremely tender. Under the forest, a fragrant aroma wafted in the air. Perhaps it was because she was very hungry, the girl could not help but salivate and swallow her saliva.

"I didn't expect that Young Master's cooking skills would be so amazing as well."

The woman said in a low voice as she looked at the grilled fish and then looked at the man.

"Hehe, it seems like I've been doing this often in the past, but I'm still a bit new to it."

Through the light of the fire, the man's eyes were a little dazed. He didn't know why his heart would suddenly hurt when he mentioned "unfamiliarity". It was as if he had caught a fish just now, inexplicable.

While he was still in a daze, the man forgot to turn the wooden branch in his hand. A faint smell of paste floated out and when the man smelled the burning sensation, he suddenly woke up and hurriedly started to turn again.

The man frowned as he looked at the charred fish. He took the wooden branch and carefully tore off the charred fish. Only then did he nod his head in satisfaction.

"You can eat it now. Try it."

With a faint smile, he handed over the wooden branch. When the man looked at the woman, his eyes were filled with gentleness.

However, when she saw the gentleness in the man's eyes, her heart, which was beating wildly, gradually calmed down. She inadvertently caught a glimpse of the faint smile that hung on the corner of his mouth.

Such a familiar smile, such calmness, such composure, it was as if the sky had collapsed and the earth had cracked. With him around, there was nothing more to fear.

"Miss?"

Seeing the woman staring at him, the man also lightly called out. It was unknown whether the scarlet redness on his face was due to the fire or because there was actually a trace of shyness on his face.

"Ah, oh, thank you young master."

Waking up from her stupor, the woman recalled her actions just now and her face immediately blushed. She lowered her head to take the branch and whispered a word of thanks.

Picking up the stick, the woman only felt that the fragrance was all-pervasive, penetrating through all the pores on her body. After smelling it, her body seemed to float up, becoming a lot lighter, and her mouth, even less so, felt that if she did not hide it carefully, perhaps even the rumbling sound of her stomach would have been heard by this man.

Xiao Yan blew gently on the hot air that drifted away and waited until the grilled fish became a little colder before taking a small sip. Immediately, the fragrance of meat scattered in his mouth.

The man smiled faintly as he looked at the girl's enjoyable expression. Just as he turned his head and was about to taste his, he heard the woman beside him cough violently.

Hurriedly looking over, the girl covered her throat with her hand and frowned. From her mouth that was slightly open, a sound of coughing came out. From the looks of it, it was extremely uncomfortable.

"What's wrong? Girl? "Could it be that this fish is poisonous?"

Anxiety surfaced on his face, but he did not know what to do. He suddenly stood up and was about to run to the river bank, but he suddenly moved in front of the woman, hesitating as he gently patted the woman's back. Seeing his stance, he was truly flustered.

He looked at the fish, then pointed at his throat. The girl, under his anxious gaze, said a single word after a long time.

"Thrust."

He let out a long breath, and for some reason, the man's tightened heart suddenly relaxed, as if she was the one he was looking forward to the most. He glanced at the woman's uncomfortable appearance, then ran towards the lake without saying a word.

He looked doubtfully at the man. Perhaps it was because the small thorn that was stuck in the back of his throat was too uncomfortable, but he continued coughing violently after a short pause. After a short pause, the man carefully carried something with his hands and walked towards the girl.

On closer look, it turned out to be a man with his hands clasped together. The small amount of water in his hands was still dripping down.

"Quickly, drink some water and bring the fish bone down."

He placed his hands next to the woman's mouth, using his hands as ladles, and then, bit by bit, brought them into the mouth of the woman's mouth.

Feeling the warmth coming from her lips, the woman's throat no longer felt so painful. Little by little, each drop sucked in the water that the man brought over, making her throat feel cool. When she felt it carefully, it was as if the fish bone had really been brought into her stomach by the water; other than a slight pain in her throat, there was no other discomfort.

He anxiously looked at the girl and saw that she did not speak. Just as he was about to run towards the lake, he heard a gentle voice from behind him.

"Many thanks, young master. It's much better now."

Stopping, he turned around and looked at the seductive face under the bonfire. The man smiled as he walked back to the lady's side. With a relaxed expression, he seemed to have finally put down the heavy burden in his heart.

"It's good that you're fine. It's good that you're fine."

He chuckled. The man seemed to have recalled something and suddenly opened his mouth to speak.

"Be careful when you eat it. This fish seems to have a lot of thorns. If you are careful, you won't get stuck by the thorns."

When the girl heard this, she responded in a low voice. She recalled the duo's flirtatious actions of feeding water to her and her face turned bashful. Just as she was about to continue tasting the roasted fish, she inadvertently caught a glimpse of a figure quickly flashing in the forest beside her!

It was obvious that the man beside her had also discovered the strange movement in the forest. He stood up and protected the girl behind him while shouting out loud.

"Who is it!"

Un, that's it for now. I thank the readers of these two chapters. After all, I am a student, so the exams are of utmost importance. I hope everyone will understand.

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