Rebirth: He refused to Divorce Again-Chapter 1259: Entwined Affection

Then, he quickly lifted the small iron bucket in his hand, helping Gu Qiaoqiao to take the fish off with the other hand, and placed them in the bucket.

Each one was as thick as a finger, round and plump, looking incredibly succulent.

In less than ten minutes, they had almost a small basin full.

Gu Qiaoqiao glanced down and estimated that it was probably enough.

Crescent Lake was very close to where they lived, so they could come anytime they wanted to eat, ensuring the freshest catch.

There was no need to catch a bunch and leave them there.

Thinking of this, Gu Qiaoqiao handed the small iron bucket to Qin Yize, "You handle the fish, I’ll go back to steam the buns."

As she said this and was about to leave, Qin Yize grabbed her hand and smiled, "Don’t rush, wait for me."

Gu Qiaoqiao asked in surprise, "Do you need my help?"

Qin Yize quickly shook his head, "No need to help, just stay by my side."

So that’s what it was.

Gu Qiaoqiao gave Qin Yize a sidelong glance, chuckled, and sat down beside him with the small basin, anyway, there was no rush to eat, so she might as well accompany him.

Qin Yize handled the small fish quickly and efficiently. Midway, Gu Qiaoqiao wanted to help, but Qin Yize stopped her, saying that wild fish had a strong smell that was hard to wash off, but he could handle it alone.

So Gu Qiaoqiao simply watched from the side.

In just about ten minutes, Qin Yize had cleaned the basin of small fish, rinsed them with lake water, and planned to take them to the kitchen for another cleaning, then let them dry.

The two of them, carrying fish forks and a small bucket, leisurely headed towards the kitchen.

The setting sun slowly elongated their shadows, casting them in a golden light, one tall, one short, occasionally overlapping, looking incredibly intimate.

Sauce Small Fish was actually very simple to make since they were small fish, so there was no need to fry them.

This simple kitchen had a two-burner stove. The steamed buns were placed on the back stove, while in the small iron pot on this stove, Gu Qiaoqiao poured in oil, first sautéed some scallions, ginger, and garlic for aroma, then added a bit of dried chili, followed by two spoonfuls of homemade sauce.

After bringing out the fragrance, she sprinkled a bit of Sichuan pepper powder and cooking wine, finally adding clear spring water, with the aroma immediately wafting around.

Once the prepared small fish were placed in the pot, Qin Yize, sitting on a small stool and tending the fire, looked up at the pot on the stove and added three more pieces of firewood. Then, the sauce in the iron pot began to simmer along with the small fish.

Instantly, the aroma began to permeate around the kitchen.

At this moment, the two of them resembled an ancient scene of pastoral life, with him farming and her weaving, he drawing water and her watering the garden.

And Qin Yize eagerly awaited the nightfall, with no clamor of people, no idle onlookers, only the boundless grasslands and the vast night sky.

Overhead, the round moon softly enveloped this corner of the world.

They were isolated from the world here, with only these two young lovers exploring the sea of happiness.

The tenderness was beyond words!

The love and affection were indescribable!

With the moon high in the sky, Qin Yize let Gu Qiaoqiao, who was too tired to move, rest on him, gently stroking her silky smooth back, and sighed lightly, "Your body is still a bit weak."

But Gu Qiaoqiao was so tired she didn’t want to say anything, humphing as she buried her face in Qin Yize’s chest, thinking, it’s not that my body is weak, it’s that you’re too strong, isn’t it?

Eager but considerate, Qin Yize, seeing Gu Qiaoqiao in this state, couldn’t bear it, so he suppressed the stirrings in his heart, pulled over a blanket to softly cover their bodies, then glanced at the bedside to see the red candle burning low, deciding not to bother with it any longer.

As in the previous night, the red candle melted into soft red clay, immortalizing the most beautiful moment.

Qin Yize stared deeply at the half-asleep Qiaoqiao, filled with unmatched joy and contentment, holding her tighter.

Although it was a summer night, the grasslands were still cool at night, and the freshly washed skin felt as smooth as silk. Qin Yize sighed long, closed his eyes, and falling into a satisfied sleep holding his lovely wife.

It became quiet here once more.

And Gu Qiaoqiao really fell asleep this time.

Sometime later, a gust of night wind started blowing over the endless grasslands, carrying with it a low howling sound.

A large group of dark shadows surged towards Qiaoze Ranch like an arrow.

The speed was so fast that before you could see what they were, they had already streaked by.

Even the grass blades on the ground seemed to be swept up.

There was even a faint smell of blood.

Getting closer and closer to Qiaoze Ranch, Red Wind, resting by the warehouse, suddenly let out a long, uneasy whinny, scraping its front hooves restlessly on the grass.

Qin Yize suddenly opened his eyes.

The moment he opened his eyes, he was instantly alert.

He listened carefully, and his years of military experience made him immediately aware of the impending danger.

His long eyebrows furrowed, his eyes cold and sharp as a star.

In the night, they emitted a compelling glow.

He sat up in a flash, his mind spinning quickly; if his guess wasn’t wrong, it had to be wolves coming.

But why would there be a wolf pack at this time?

However, there wasn’t any time for Qin Yize to think about it now. Seeing Gu Qiaoqiao sleeping soundly beside him, although reluctant to wake her, these were unusual times. Qin Yize reached out and gently pushed Gu Qiaoqiao. Gu Qiaoqiao murmured a few times in her sleep, turned over, and continued sleeping.

It wasn’t that she was insensitive, she was just truly exhausted.

Feeling limp all over, not wanting to move at all, being able to turn over was already quite an effort.

Qin Yize’s starry eyes darkened slightly. He didn’t try to wake Gu Qiaoqiao again. In a blink of an eye, he was dressed, grabbed his pistol, and rushed to the door like an arrow. He paused, choosing not to open the door blocked by a wooden fork, and instead went to a side window, lifted the curtain, and looked outside.

At this moment, the moon was exceptionally bright, and his vision was also excellent. He immediately saw the dark shadows running towards them from afar.

The shadow formed a straight line, leaving no doubt—it was a Steppe Wolf Pack.

He estimated about thirty of them.

Judging by their size, they all seemed to be quite robust.

Meanwhile, the two horses outside became even more restless, as horses on the grasslands are always most alert to the presence of wolves.

They are the first to detect the scent in the air, and at this moment, the two horses could have run away on their own, but Red Wind quickly ran towards the door of the Mongolian Yurt.