"Wow, your hands are so skilled, you even managed to make a tent!"
Disguised Ni Chang watched as Lin Fan set up the makeshift shelter.
There were broad leaves overhead blocking the rain, and wooden sticks held up the space below.
Lin Fan had also brought some dry grass to make a comfortable bed.
"This is what I'm best at."
Lin Fan, with a smile on his face, walked over to Ni Chang.
Proudly, he took her slightly cold hand and started to show her his masterpiece.
On the other hand, Zhao Jiaqi began to act apprehensively.
This Beijing girl was straightforward and was not good at these kinds of things at all.
So, it didn't take long for the disguised Ni Chang to notice.
"Jiaqi, what's wrong? You seem to have something on your mind."
"No... It's nothing... Maybe I'm just exhausted from earlier... too tired, perhaps."
Zhao Jiaqi quickly shook her head: "Maybe I should sleep first, you two chat."
