Feiyan only managed to say "You're really bad" before she didn't have a chance to say anything more.
Ling Feng's lips already sealed hers.
On the wild desert, in the warm tent, the two of them were entangled passionately…
The time came to the next morning, the sun rose.
"I'm all sweaty, if only I could take a bath."
Feiyan lay on Ling Feng's chest, murmuring softly.
"That's not hard at all."
Ling Feng chuckled and said, "I'll get you a big bucket of hot water in a moment!"
"Really? Aren't you in a hurry to find Mu Di's whereabouts?" Feiyan asked.
"What's there to hurry about? The Elder didn't say we must find him. We're just here to try our luck, and I was pretty satisfied capturing that sand scorpion last night."
Ling Feng smiled and patted her shoulder: "Compared to letting you take a bath, finding Mu Di is nothing!"
Feiyan: "…."
