Qi Qingyao had no time to think about whether he really knew how to kill a boar. She said immediately, "The reward for saving you is only to the extent that you help me carry back this pig. There is no reward for helping me kill the pig."
"You only have to make lunch for me this afternoon." The young man smiled and grinned with a mouthful of small white teeth.
Just the afternoon meal in exchange for killing the pig?
This was a good deal.
Qi Qingyao stretched out her fist, and the teenager froze for a while before bumping fists with her.
"I don't know what to call you yet, this little, little brother," Qi Qingyao said.
"My name is..."
Qi Qingyao, "?"
Jiang Yeqian was also secretly waiting for the teenager to say his name so that he could investigate him later.
The teenager was dumbfounded for a moment and ended up saying nothing.
His face was red with embarrassment.