Liking is Unrestrained, Love is Restrained

Ning Qingyan stared at Tang Yu for a moment before reaching out to take it.

In these special circumstances, there was indeed no room for waste.

Besides, he hadn't touched anything. It didn't matter.

After finishing the meal by the fire.

Ning Qingyan, who had not eaten her fill in a long time, could not help letting out a burp as she sat beside the fire. Then she looked at Tang Yu somewhat embarrassedly.

"It's fine. Burping after a meal is perfectly normal. You need to get used to this kind of life first—the real stuff is still to come."

Tang Yu casually teased her without even looking up.

He was holding a large stone he had just found, trying to carve it into a stone pot with his knife.

"What do you mean, the real stuff is still to come?"

Seeing that Tang Yu did not care about such things at all.

Ning Qingyan somehow relaxed considerably.

It seemed that being around him, she did not need to feel so burdened.

"What else could it be? Farting and taking dumps. I'll dig an outhouse later, otherwise it'll be inconvenient when you need to use the toilet."

"..."

Ning Qingyan's expression changed drastically. Only then did she remember that, and her face immediately flushed crimson as an inexplicable sense of shame rose within her.

After all, for a fairy maiden who had not needed to use the toilet for many years.

Something so distant had dealt her a tremendous psychological blow.

"You'll get used to it."

Tang Yu reached out and patted Ning Qingyan's delicate shoulder, intending to comfort her.

Thin-skinned as she was, Ning Qingyan instinctively dodged away.

Tang Yu merely smiled and did not take it to heart.

After making several stone pots and bowls, he made a