After confirming that Hu Xiaobei was staring at her chest with desire, Murong Qingqing, her anger making her teeth itch, placed her hands on her hips and stamped her foot, "You wolf, you big pervert! Believe it or not, I'll beat you to death!"
"Uh..."
Although he wasn't concerned about her threats, Hu Xiaobei still felt a bit guilty and averted his gaze!
Seeing that Hu Xiaobei was no longer looking at them, Murong Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief and then waved her pink fists at him.
After that, she looked at the two barren hills closest to Xiaohe Village and asked, "Xiaobei, why do those two hills look so bare?"
Upon hearing Murong Qingqing's curious question, Hu Xiaobei glanced at the hills and quickly shook his head, "I don't know, it seems like there's something wrong with the soil over there. Our village has always wanted to make use of that land, but we couldn't manage to do it, so eventually, it just turned into wasteland!"
