Chen Jing cocked his head, gazing at his profile with a mischievous charm in her eyes, reminiscent of a sly fox, her delicate, rosy lips curling up slightly, "So we can do what lovers do?"
"What?"
Lu Bu'er didn't understand.
"You know, the things lovers do."
Chen Jing said with a grin, "You haven't done that before, have you?"
Lu Bu'er suddenly caught on, and his face darkened as he fell silent.
"Goose, goose, goose."
Chen Jing covered her mouth and snickered to herself, quite pleased.
Initially, they explored cautiously, but after discovering that the Specter Fiends within the petals wouldn't awaken, they grew bolder and ventured deeper into the center of the island.
But this island was too desolate, with nothing to be found.
Apart from the bronze ruins, all traces of civilization had been buried.
Until they arrived at the center of the island.
There, actually lay a crashed warplane, eroded by time to just a skeletal frame, which had been repurposed to hang fishnets.
