Before long, the three of them arrived at the riverbank and began to wash up separately.
After cleaning up, Luo Ning only patted some homemade toner on her face; she hadn't brought a makeup bag. To put on makeup in this kind of jungle survival situation would be inviting discomfort.
On the way back, Luo Ning found a blind spot from the cameras and handed Ji Xinghang a talisman, "This is a Calming Talisman. Keep it on you, and you shouldn't hear that voice anymore."
Ji Xinghang quickly took it and carefully tucked it into his pocket, "Mm, thank you, Ningning."
Luo Ning glanced at Ji Xinghang, who had become polite and considerate. If this guy had been like this sooner, they wouldn't have been at this point.
"Just be more self-aware," she muttered under her breath and moved a few steps away from him.
Ji Xinghang was delighted inwardly, for Ningning still cared about him. He covered his microphone, "Mm, I won't be influenced by her anymore."
