What made Wang Ye's eyes light up was that the West Pavilion was decorated a little better than the back mountain.
At least it was no longer a rundown brick house.
It was a concrete building!
And it was twice as large!
Wang Ye immediately grew even more excited. He even forgot to put on an act with the girl and exchange a few polite words. Like a starving wolf, he charged forward, shoved open the door, and his eyes gleamed green.
Sure enough!
Everything in this room was genuine top-quality stuff!
Anything he casually picked out was only a little inferior to the Boning Knife.
He had struck it rich!
Right in front of the girl, Wang Ye pulled out a cloth sack and began stuffing things into it like mad.
Watching Wang Ye's excited, innocent appearance, the girl could not help but sigh inwardly. Was this the pure nature of youth?
He was actually so pure.
Looking at his thin body working so diligently, she found herself somewhat captivated.
He was countless times better than those rough men in the village who only knew how to curse.
That fair skin... just one touch...
No, she could not think about it anymore.
Her face reddened.
But because her skin was too dark, no one could tell even though she was blushing.
Until—
As the items in the western warehouse dwindled one by one, the girl, who had still been admiring Wang Ye's slender back, suddenly realized that something was wrong.
Did this guy have a few too many cloth sacks...?
What the hell.
Why did this not feel right?
This was already the second warehouse. Things seemed to be getting a little out of hand.
The only thing that reassured her was that Qingfeng Village had only these two