The tour guide breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that you seemed quite interested in that part of the itinerary, she quickly added, "They're catching bamboo worms over there. If you two are interested, we can catch them too. I have some tools here."

"Bamboo worms?" you asked curiously.

"Mmm, it's a kind of worm that grows inside bamboo. It's very delicious. Would you two like to play with it?" the tour guide explained patiently.

"Bugs? Forget it." You imagined it and felt your scalp tingling, so you quickly refused.

"Okay." After saying this, the tour guide stepped aside, giving you plenty of space to talk.

"So there's something you're afraid of?" Qin Che dusted off his hands, stuck the small shovel into the ground, and his eyes were full of interest.

“Who said I’m scared!” You didn’t look at him, but just kept counting the bamboo shoots in the small basket. “I just feel a little bit disgusted.”

"Oh? Not scared?" Qin Che suppressed a laugh and asked again, "Since you're already here, are you sure you don't want to try it out?"

"No." You said firmly.

"You rejected me so quickly, it seems you really don't like it." Qin Che nodded, picked up a bottle of water from the basket, "We've dug up so much, that's about enough. Here, let me rinse your hands."

After the two took turns washing their hands, Qin Che picked up the basket of bamboo shoots and headed towards the guesthouse, guided by the tour guide.

During the journey, we inevitably passed by a group of people catching bamboo worms, and the tour leader greeted your tour guide.

You couldn't resist your curiosity and peeked into the large bamboo tube that had been split open.

One glance and you're immediately covered in goosebumps, retreating to the side in a panic.

The path in the bamboo forest was uneven, with protruding thorns everywhere, and you almost tripped and fell because of your unsteady footing.

Fortunately, Qin Che was watching you closely. He chuckled softly, put his arm around your waist, and helped you steady yourself.

"What are you laughing at! Stop laughing!" Instead of thanking him for his "help," you "repaid kindness with enmity" and pinched his waist.

"Hiss..." Qin Che winced in pain, making a hurt expression, but his eyes couldn't hide the smile.

"You made fun of me. Wait a minute, let the tour guide bring you a plate of fried bamboo worms. You're not afraid, so this is a good opportunity to get some protein." You glared at the pretentious man.

"Are you sure? I really don't care. It's just that some people keep saying they're not afraid, but if it really comes down to it, shouldn't they try it themselves to prove they're truly fearless...?"

Your brain short-circuited for 1 second.

"Fine, I won't make things difficult for my dear husband. Let's not eat, ah~~" You opened your arms and hugged him tightly, following the hand that was around your waist, and gently patted his abs with one hand.

"You're the person I've ever seen change their expression the fastest," Qin Che chuckled softly.

"That's because you're ignorant, hehehe..." You didn't care how difficult it was for you to walk in your current posture, and you had no intention of letting go at all.

Qin Che raised his hand and tapped you on the forehead.

You put your hand to your forehead and glared at him with a mournful expression.

He takes your hand and says, "Since you feel uncomfortable looking at it, let's stop looking and walk faster so you don't lose control of your eyes again."

"My husband really understands me. Hmm, let's go, let's go!!" You grabbed that warm, big hand and took bigger steps.

Tour guide: You can't see me, you can't see me, I'm invisible, I'm invisible...

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