Chu Jinghe was still looking for wild ingredients and raised her head to look into the distance. "Jinchen, did you hear something up ahead?"
Mu Jincheng, who was gathering firewood, paused, listened intently for a moment, and heard nothing but the wind, the sound of the waves, or the rustling of the forest.
There was no other noise.
"No."
"Maybe I heard wrong... Ouch!"
"What's wrong!" Mu Jincheng quickly dropped the firewood he was holding and hurried forward, grabbing her hand that was bleeding from a grass prick. "Why are you so careless? Don't move, I'll handle it."
Being tightly held by Mu Jincheng, Chu Jinghe responded with a shy "Hmm, thanks Jinchen."
"It's fine. I'm a guy, and it's only right for me to take care of a girl."
Mu Jincheng gently blew on Chu Jinghe's hand, looking tender.
Chu Jinghe was quite captivated by it.
She thought that such a scene would surely boost her popularity over any guest, especially over Shen Yan.
