Lin Mu put on his clothes and smiled at Qi Manlin, "It’s getting late. Let’s roast some fish and head home after eating."
"No, you must accompany me until I finish drinking!" Qi Manlin demanded, pointing rudely at Lin Mu.
"Oh, that’s fine. If you get drunk, I promise to take good care of you," Lin Mu chuckled.
"Hm, as if I could get drunk!"
"Uh..." Lin Mu was startled by her boast, "Alright, you’re a tank! I’ll gather some firewood, and then we’ll roast fish and drink."
"Okay, I’ll help too." Qi Manlin nodded and started collecting dry branches everywhere to prepare for roasting fish.
Soon enough, they had gathered a pile of branches and found a sheltered spot to start a fire. Then they began roasting the fish.
"Sis, your fish-roasting skills aren’t great. Looks like it’s all burnt," Lin Mu said, looking at the blackened fish in Qi Manlin’s hand while sniffing hard.
Qi Manlin snorted, snatched the fish from Lin Mu’s hand, and handed her own to him.
"You’re a man; eating burnt stuff is no big deal. I’ll eat this one," Qi Manlin said, holding the fish Lin Mu had roasted.
"Come on, it’s a democratic society now. We emphasize gender equality, alright! This isn’t equal at all!" Lin Mu complained.
"What gender equality? This is called ’ladies first,’ okay? Are you even a man! I’m a girl, you know! Can’t you just give in a little? There’s no fairness between us anyway; I call the shots here!" Qi Manlin spoke like a spoiled princess.
"Why?" Lin Mu asked, feeling aggrieved.
"There’s no why!" Qi Manlin acted like a demanding princess, "Just because you’re a guy, guys should let girls win, got it? Also, from now on, whatever I say goes between us, hear me?"
"Damn, this is discrimination! Blatant discrimination! I protest!"
Lin Mu complained, but it was as ineffective as Huaxia’s government protesting the United States government, merely voicing dissatisfaction, and in the end, he had no choice but to eat the burnt fish roasted by Qi Manlin.
Qi Manlin responded with dominance, "Protest is useless! Because I’m the final judge here!"
After saying that, Qi Manlin wore a smug expression, humming a little tune, savoring the fish Lin Mu roasted, mumbling quietly as she ate, "Hmm, so fragrant, the meat is tender, even better than the hotels!"
"Hey, sis, share some with me if it’s that good. I can’t eat this; it’s all burnt," Lin Mu said.
"The fish head isn’t burnt, well, enjoy the fish head," Qi Manlin giggled.
"Uh..." Lin Mu was speechless. What a ruthless wild girl.
"Hehe, if you don’t want it, just roast another one. There are a few more here anyway. By the way, roast a few more, so that when I finish eating, you’re not done and out of food," she teased.
Lin Mu had encountered annoying people before, but never someone this infuriating! He glared at her fiercely, and in his heart, he had mentally ravished her dozens of times!
"Don’t provoke me, believe it or not, I’ll pin you down and have my way right here!" Lin Mu threatened, angrily.
"Come on, I dare you!" Qi Manlin patted the gun holster on her waist.
Lin Mu conceded helplessly, picking up some live fish to roast again. To prevent Qi Manlin from eating one fish as soon as he finished roasting it, Lin Mu decided to roast all the fish at once. After that, he roasted some big crabs too.
"Wow, so good! Didn’t expect your fish roasting skills to be this good. It’s such a waste you aren’t a chef!"
Qi Manlin ate with relish, showering praise, and simultaneously, gleefully watching the already food-deprived Lin Mu.
"Of course, I’m a top fish-roasting expert on the North African Grassland. Back in the day with my comrades..."
"What did you say?" Qi Manlin asked, puzzled, "What North Africa? What grassland?"
"Uh, nothing!" Lin Mu almost spilled the beans, "Anyway, just think of me as a culinary god. With more seasoning, it would taste even better!"