Zhanye practically ran away. Shile, who was guarding outside the tent, stared at Zhanye who ran out in less than a minute and then pulled him over.
"Why did you come out so soon?" Shile stared at Zhanye. He had watched Zhanye go into the tent just now. He hadn't had time to fantasize about anything, but this guy had come out already?
Zhanye's face was burning hot. After being pulled aside by Shile, his eyes were nervous and shy.
"…" What kind of expression was that?
"What did you do in there?" Shile looked at Zhanye inquisitively. If it hadn't been for the short duration, he would have thought that Zhanye had done something shameful in the tent.
Zhanye hastily shook his head.
"I… I didn't do anything."
Shile narrowed his eyes, obviously not believing his words.
He did nothing and her face was as red as a monkey's butt?
Shile was just about to "torture" Zhanye when there was a commotion in the camp.
