After dinner, the few of them returned to their tents. Mo Yan had originally planned to keep watch at night, but Leng ruoxue told him that there was no need. She had already scattered the medicine, and whoever came would be in trouble! Mo Yan gave up.
The next morning.
After Leng ruoxue and the others got up, they left the tent. However, they saw Mo Yan standing in front of the tent in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.
"You guys are up." Feeling the gazes of Leng ruoxue and the others, Mo Yan turned around. However, when he saw Leng ruoxue, his expression became extremely strange.
"What's wrong? Are there flowers on my face?" Leng ruoxue was speechless. Damn it, what kind of expression is that?
