Zhao Ya glared at him: "Always trying to fool people."
Chen Jie smiled without speaking, while Linglong was focused on eating the large beef skewers — she seemed to really enjoy this novel way of eating.
The three of them were eating, and soon it was evening, time to sleep.
However, there was only one bed in Linglong's straw hut. To Chen Jie, the ideal arrangement would be for him and Zhao Ya to share the bed, and for Linglong to sleep outside.
But talent often seems to fall short of fate. Before Chen Jie could voice his creative idea, Zhao Ya had already spoken: "Linglong and I will sleep inside, and you can make do outside for the night."
Frankly, Chen Jie wasn't fond of Zhao Ya's allocation, but considering that she was sick, he chose not to argue and decided to endure quietly.
Besides, Chen Jie had time to be alone for a while.
Zhao Ya held Linglong's hand and left, going inside the house to have a private chat between women.
