He fashioned two branches into a makeshift clothes rack and placed it beside the charcoal fire, where Su Weifeng then laid out Meng Keqing's clothes to dry.
"Clatter!"
A small, black object fell to the ground.
Su Weifeng hurriedly picked it up, then his face reddened involuntarily.
To himself, he couldn't help but grumble about Meng Keqing, wondering why she had taken that off as well.
Once Su Weifeng had everything set out to cool, his heart rate sped up as he looked at the items on the rack.
The clothes hanging there were undoubtedly all of Meng Keqing's attire, meaning that inside the car, Meng Keqing was absolutely wearing nothing.
While at it, Su Weifeng processed the mushrooms, little fish, and shrimps, placing them over the charcoal to grill.
It wasn't long before the delicious aroma filled the air.
"It smells so good," Meng Keqing's voice chimed in.
