Still Thinking About It

"None of your business. Eat your meat." Zi Qing shot Qin Guan an annoyed look.

At that, Qin Guan scoffed. "Hmph. As if I care what you do. I've got nothing better to do?"

Zi Qing suddenly looked at Qin Guan and smiled. "Do you want to see what I look like?"

"Not interested."

Qin Guan turned the wild boar over the fire, his voice low.

Zi Qing kept eating her rabbit leg. "Good. You'd better not be interested. Any man who's seen my true face has to die."

Hearing that, Qin Guan looked at her, utterly speechless. "Then why'd you offer to let me see? If you want to kill me, just say so."

Zi Qing ignored him and pointed at the wild boar, its skin roasted golden brown. "Get me a piece of boar meat to try."

Qin Guan turned the boar over the fire, his voice low. "Get it yourself. You're a grown person with hands, aren't you?"

At that, Zi Qing glared at Qin Guan, fuming. "You're turning your back on me already? You ate twenty pounds of my tuna meat today, and I made you clothes and washed them for you. Is it really so unreasonable to ask you to get me a piece of meat in return?"

"And another thing, you said..."

"All right, all right!"

Zi Qing was about to keep complaining when Qin Guan hurriedly nodded, impatiently. "Enough already. I'll get it for you, okay..."

With that, Qin Guan cut off a piece of tender, crispy-skinned meat from the boar's foreleg and handed it to Zi Qing.

"That's more like it."

Zi Qing took the meat from Qin Guan and smiled.

After that, the two said nothing more, happily eating the roasted meat.

Only the fire crackled, with the faint sound of