Though skeptical,
there was no doubt that Lin Xuanya's trust in Lin Liz was quite high.
At least, after receiving the message, she verbally entrusted her safety to Lin Yuan.
But in actuality, she felt much more relieved.
While helping Lin Yuan pack up the tent, she couldn't help humming a light and cheerful tune.
Even when she was packing up the sleeping bag, an involuntary, slightly odd and complex expression appeared on her face.
Previously, her mind was so heavy that she didn't have the chance to care,
but thinking about it now, the sleeping bag was filled with Lin Yuan's scent—obviously, this guy was so sloppy that after sleeping, he didn't wash, air, or beat it, and just packed it away directly.
Honestly, she didn't feel any dislike for it.
On the contrary, in such a heavy environment, she could sleep soundly through the entire night. If it weren't for the sense of duty to take turns keeping watch, she wouldn't have woken up at all.
