Tang Qingying, lazily getting out of bed, rushed over in surprise when she saw the scene and stared at it for a while before reaching out to touch the flame on Han Qiwu's hand.
"Careful." Han Qiwu instinctively tried to extinguish the flame.
But the next second, he found there was no need.
Tang Qingying's hand carried frost, and with a forceful touch, she extinguished the flame in her own hand.
"Man! You're playing with fire!" Tang Qingying looked at Han Qiwu with a cold face.
Han Qiwu immediately played along, pointing at her in surprise, "Woman! Why do you have ice?"
Tang Qingying, catching the implied meaning, snorted, "I won't bother with you!"
"No, no, no, just teasing you, let's not play with puns, don't overthink." Han Qiwu quickly coaxed, casually bringing breakfast to the dining table.
After the two finished eating, Han Qiwu eagerly went to the nearby miniature forest and began chopping down trees.
"Clang"
With one swing, the oak tree fell.
[Wood] ×2
