Fu Hange woke up late and spent the night squeezed into a tent with Tang Yehuai, leaving her with a sore neck.

As soon as she went outside, she saw Tang Yehuai directing the work there. Fu Hange didn't disturb him, but someone else boiled water for her to wash her face.

Hmm, this kind of life is not bad.

She called out to Tang Yehuai, "I'm staying here."

That guy was quite unhappy with her behavior. He turned around and glared at Fu Hange before coming over after he finished explaining things.

Why are you yelling?

Fu Hange pouted: "It's nothing."

Tang Yehua ignored her and walked straight into the tent: "I'll have someone take you back later."

"I'm not going back!"

Fu Hange clung to him like a monkey, watching Tang Yehuai come and go. Only after he had rested did she say, "Look how far I've gone to find you. Are you really going to let me go back?"

Fu Hange knew that Tang Yehuai was angry, and she had done her best to make amends, except for giving him a son.

Seeing that Tang Yehuai remained unmoved, she continued, "I know you've been holding a grudge. It was indeed my fault for what I did, and besides... didn't you accept me last night?"

Fu Hange was probably used to saying such things so shamelessly, but Tang Yehuai was a little embarrassed. She saw him purse his lips in embarrassment and turn his face away from her.

Fu Hange was amused by his action and pretended to be pitiful, saying, "My chest hurts when you don't talk. Why don't you rub it for me?"

Tang Yehuai jumped up in embarrassment, turned his back to Fu Hange and growled, "Can you shut up?!"

"cannot!"

She immediately took it, deliberately showing a little of her shoulder: "Anyway, you've done everything you should and shouldn't have seen, everything you should and shouldn't have done."

Therefore, he naturally became a hypocrite.

Fu Hange said to herself, "People say women are hypocritical, but I think you're the hypocrite. You said no, but who was it that held me and wouldn't let go last night?"

Fu Hange blinked hard, looking extremely innocent, as if Tang Yehuai had bullied her.

This made Tang Yehuai, that damned man, blush, and he quickly covered her mouth, saying, "Why are you saying these things?"

Did I say something wrong?

Tang Yehua lowered his voice, but his face was still red: "Of course you're wrong! You're the one who threw yourself at me, please get that straight!"

Fu Hange rolled her eyes, and upon thinking about it, it seemed to make sense.

But none of that matters. What matters is that Tang Yehuai is willing to forgive her.

However, judging from the current situation, he seems to have developed a better liking for her, and she will probably be able to leave soon.

So Fu Hange decided to go along with him. She ran to the door and tied the tent tightly, then ran back and started taking off her clothes, saying to Tang Yehuai in a silly manner, "Shall we do it again?"

"Are you ever going to stop?"

Of course it's not over yet!

Fu Hange thought to herself, since he's leaving anyway, I should reward him.

She took the initiative to hug his neck and bite him hard, saying, "Remember, this is my mark on you. From now on, you belong to me."

Tang Yehuai pushed her away in disgust and wiped the spot where Fu Hange had kissed him: "Don't smear your saliva on me."

Fu Hange was immediately displeased; he had kindly offered himself to her and yet she didn't appreciate it!

Anyway, she absolutely has to have him today!

Fu Hange grabbed Tang Yehuai and threw him onto the bed.