After Rong Ye arrived, he quietly followed behind Su Qinglan.
He didn't dare to say much... not after getting pinched, glared at, and nearly scolded to death by his female's father.
He just obediently carried the big basket while Su Qinglan walked ahead, gathering herbs and plants.
Whenever she bent down to pick something, Rong Ye quickly stepped closer to hold the basket steady, afraid she might tire herself.
Su Qinglan pointed out several kinds of trees as they walked. "This one is good for smoking meat," she explained, tapping a thick, dark-barked tree. "And that one, its leaves can be used to wrap food before cooking."
Rong Ye nodded seriously, pretending to understand everything. Inside, his thoughts were drifting like a lazy cloud. Why does everything she touch look so tasty?
The other females followed behind her, whispering among themselves.
Whenever Su Qinglan picked a fruit or root and put it into her basket, the other females immediately did the same.
