"Well, I guess so."

Because after Ning Ping let go of him, her face slid to the crook of his shoulder. As she spoke, her breath slid across his neck, giving him a tingling feeling all over his body. This feeling was not very comfortable, but he felt I like it very much and want to experience it again, but I don't know how to have this feeling again.

Ning Ping didn't speak again after that, and her mood seemed a little low. After a while, she asked Jiang Zu to take her to the tent. As soon as Jiang Zu put her on the bunk, Ning Ping pulled up the quilt and wrapped herself tightly.

Jiang Pu felt strange that this girl was not normal today, and asked worriedly:

"Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

Ning Qing said angrily:

"No."

"Do you need anything? Do you want to call Master Zhuo?"

"Need not."

Jiang Cu looked at the bulge raised by the quilt:

"Then, then I'm leaving."

"Um."

Before Jiang Pu went out, he looked at the bulge again. There was currently only one bulge in the huge tent, and it looked lonely. However, Jiang Pu didn't think much about it, put down the door curtain and left.

Hyun went to interrogate those people, but they didn't say anything at first. There were a lot of Chinese and foreign tortures in Hyun's mind, and they couldn't resist just a few of them. Although Hyun didn't like them, this time they dared to make up their mind. She would never tolerate hitting the children on the head.
Chapter completed!