"You saw me start the fire yesterday. Today, you start the fire."
Yan Kuan sat in the cave like a master. They had already traveled for two days. On the first day, they were lucky enough to find a cave to rest in. However, they had slept under a big tree yesterday.
Of course, there was only a sleeping bag. No matter how unwilling Shen Xiaoxiao was, the temperature at night in the forest during winter was definitely not something that she could do.
In China, there was at least a place of eight square meters that could shelter her from the wind and rain. However, here, she definitely needed a sleeping bag.
Fortunately, Yan Kuan was a man of his word. He said that she would "be his woman" in the jungle, but he really did not touch her.
However, these small actions were incessant. For example, he hugged her tightly. In his words, it was to keep her warm.
