Are You Sure You're Serious?

Dongfang Jinghan also noticed the odd look in Wang Sheng's eyes, making her feel as if she had done something wrong.

Proud and high-spirited as she had always been, the moment she saw that ridiculously tiny tent, for some reason, she softened.

From an aloof goddess, she turned into a delicate, vulnerable woman.

She asked weakly, "Th-then, what's wrong?"

Seeing this rare, girlish side of Dongfang Jinghan, Wang Sheng could not help but freeze for a moment.

A delicate woman was lovable, but when a woman as cold and proud as Dongfang Jinghan suddenly became delicate, it was even harder to resist.

"Ahem... Well, uh, no, it's nothing. Really, nothing!"

As Wang Sheng spoke, his eyes unconsciously flicked toward the Yellow Stem Grass, White Ball Fruit, and Sea Chestnut by Dongfang Jinghan's hand.

"???"

Dongfang Jinghan knew Wang Sheng too well. One look at his expression told her he was not telling the truth.

She followed Wang Sheng's gaze to the Yellow Stem Grass, White Ball Fruit, and Sea Chestnut beside her.

At first, Dongfang Jinghan was puzzled. Then she froze. Finally, her already flushed pretty face turned red all the way down to her neck.

She had finally remembered some of the uses of these three dishes.

These three dishes seemed a little problematic...

What should she do now?

Throw them away?

Wouldn't that be like admitting there was something to hide?

Not throw them away?

She secretly glanced at Wang Sheng, then at the pitifully tiny tent beside him.

Fine!

She could no longer look directly at these three dishes. What was she supposed to do?

Just then, Wang Sheng happened to look over as well, and their eyes met!

At that moment, Dongfang Jinghan, who had never known what it meant to feel guilty, thoroughly understood what