When the sky turned dark, there was movement at the cave entrance.
"Jiaojiao?" Zhao Zhan looked at the woman standing at the entrance of the cave from afar. He subconsciously raised his voice and quickened his steps. "I'm sorry I came back late."
His body was drenched with sweat, and the coldness from outside hit her in the face.
"Are you hungry? Look what I found!" Zhao Zhan was nervous while he spoke. He placed the basket on the ground as if he was presenting a treasure. "The red thing you talked about, is this the chili you were talking about?"
The sharp red chilies looked very pleasing.
"Do you know that your clothes are all torn?"
Yue Jiaojiao grabbed a torn hole in Zhao Zhan's clothes and tore it apart, revealing his blood-soaked inner clothes. "The blood on your body... Did it come from the tiger in the mountains?" she asked.
As she spoke, she stepped forward and took off his inner clothes.
