About twenty minutes later.
Several tubes rolled from banana leaves, filled with water, were placed in the cave.
Huff, huff.
Yang Hu was panting heavily from exhaustion, wiping the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand as he asked, "Miss Zhiqing, and then?"
"You go out," Gu Zhiqing said.
"Ah?" Yang Hu was clearly taken aback, staring at Gu Zhiqing in complete bewilderment, "I don't quite understand."
"I want you to go out."
Gu Zhiqing said coldly, "Without my permission, you just wait outside."
"But…"
"Go out."
Gu Zhiqing reprimanded, and if one observed carefully, they could notice that her face was now completely covered with a flush, spreading all the way to behind her ear.
"Alright."
Yang Hu no longer said anything. His thoughts were simple: things were already like this, how much worse could it get?
Moreover, after spending time together, he knew Gu Zhiqing did not have any intention of harming Chen Yang.
