C2187 Do You like Meat
Lin Qianning wanted to shake off a big hand, but Moh Yan said in a low voice, "You want me to kiss you in front of them?"
... ""
Lin Qianning suddenly stopped moving.
The two women behind her whispered.
"Is that Qianning's boyfriend? He's so handsome, just like he came out of a manga!"
"That smile just now almost sent my soul flying! Older sister Qianning is so happy."
"The two of them standing together is a good match, a handsome man and a beautiful woman. This scene is really pleasing to the eyes."
" I still feel that this man is somewhat familiar. I seem to have seen him somewhere before, but I can't remember for a moment. "
"Alright, don't look at him anymore. Let's rest for a while too. We still have to continue looking for spirit herbs in a while."
Moh Yan and Lin Qianning sat on a big rock.
Lin Qianning lowered her eyes and looked at him. Moh Yan held the bread and jerky in his hands, "Can Young Master Moh eat these things?"
Moh Yan slightly curled his lips and put a piece of jerky into his mouth. He smiled devilishly and said, "Of course I can. I like eating meat."
... ""
Moh Yan took out another piece of beef jerky and put it to her mouth. "Eat some."
Lin Qianning said, "I don't like meat!"
Moh Yan asked, "What about bread?"
Lin Qianning took the bread over and ate a little.
Moh Yan said again, "Make do with it first. I'll bring you to eat something delicious tonight."
Lin Qianning did not say anything and quietly ate her food.
After resting for about half an hour, everyone continued to set off.
A woman lightly sighed, "Sigh, after searching for so long, I still did not see a trace of a spiritual herb."
A man said, "The life span of a spirit herb is only in these few days, and there are very few of them. Adding on the fact that many people are searching for it, it's naturally not easy to see them. Let's search slowly. Hopefully, we can find one, and Ah Mu will be saved."
"Where did Ah Mu hide? Did you find him?"
"No, let's find the spiritual grass first. It will be easy to find the spiritual grass."
Lin Qianning suddenly said, "I saw a spiritual grass, but it is very difficult to find it in the cracks of the huge rocks by the cliff."
"In the cracks of the huge rocks by the cliff!" The woman frowned and then said, "That won't do. The spiritual grass in the cracks of the huge rocks by the cliff can't be taken out from the roots. Moreover, if you are not careful, you will fall off the cliff."
Another woman echoed, "That's right. I heard that someone fell off the cliff because of this."
Lin Qianning said, "Let's go to other places to look for it."
Time passed bit by bit, and soon it was evening, but everyone still got nothing.
A dark cloud gradually covered the setting sun, and the sky became darker and darker.
Looking at the dark sky, Moh Yan said, "The sky is getting heavier and heavier, and it might rain. Qianning, we have to go down the mountain first."0
The woman said, "It is not early anymore. Sister Qianning, why don't we go down the mountain first?"
Looking at the dark clouds in the sky, Lin Qianning said, "Let's go down the mountain first. We will look for it after the rain stops tomorrow."
Everyone immediately went down the mountain.
Just as they reached the foot of the mountain, the heavy rain poured down and everyone ran back into the car.
Moh Yan pulled Lin Qianning and quickly ran into his own car.
"Young master, Miss Lin, are you guys alright?" Yuu Heng asked.
Both of them were drenched in the rain. Lin Qianning's long hair was slightly wet, and the rainwater flowed down her forehead and onto her face.
Moh Yan immediately took a tissue to help her wipe, and then ordered Yuu Heng, "Hurry up and go to the nearest hotel."
Yuu Heng looked at the heavy rain outside the window and said somewhat awkwardly, "Master, the rain is too heavy. I'm afraid we can't leave this time."
Moh Yan looked out the window. Many cars at the foot of the mountain were parked there without moving.
The rain was too heavy. There was still a mountain road to walk on before leaving. It was indeed a little dangerous.
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