"Zhao Yu!" Miao Ying shouted and frightened Zhao Yu. "You b*stard, why are you acting so weird today? Whose things did you steal? Tell me, did you do something to me?"
"Yeah! Yes!" Although something bothered him, Zhao Yu covered it up naturally. "You caught me again! Actually, I’m having a sexy war with you using my imagination! We fought all the way into the water!"
"Sigh!" Miao Ying did not bash him but shook her head and said, "Zhao Yu, I can tell that you’re severely ill. What you have is called Scumbag Cancer, last stage, terminal!"
Zhao Yu was sitting on a rock by the pond while Miao Ying was standing, her back facing the water with her hands on her waist in front of him.
The fire started, accompanied with teammates’ hurray. Everyone started to get ready for BBQ excitedly. But the loud hurray scared Zhao Yu, and he nearly fell onto the rocks.
