"Do you want some?"
"Yes."
Ya Tianxing picked up the binoculars and looked in the direction of the Third Company Camp.
Mo Shangjun broke the chocolate, picked up a piece, and directly brought it to Ya Tianxing's lips.
Ya Tianxing naturally opened his mouth, and Mo Shangjun stuffed the chocolate into it.
The action was natural and smooth.
As Mo Shangjun sent the remaining half of the chocolate into her mouth, she suddenly realized—something seemed a bit off.
But... forget it, just pretend it never happened.
Mo Shangjun bit the chocolate and put the plastic wrapper into her pocket.
Just as the chocolate was finished, something happened in the camp ahead.
"They're here."
Ya Tianxing handed the binoculars to Mo Shangjun.
Mo Shangjun raised her hand to take them, using the binoculars to observe the group that arrived at the camp.
"Why do I feel like the one leading looks a lot like Long Xilu?" Mo Shangjun was a bit surprised.
