Ying Huo's unusual movement immediately startled Chen Ping awake. He turned his head and saw that Ying Huo's brows were furrowed. Obviously, she seemed to be feeling unwell. But that shouldn't be the case. This tarpaulin set was made of materials of the God-King level and was very comfortable. Or was she just not used to sleeping in the same bed?

Well, that's quite possible, after all, she's a girl.

After feeling he understood Ying Huo's situation, Chen Ping closed his eyes and went back to sleep. After all, there was nothing he could do if Ying Huo was a light sleeper. A few seconds later, Chen Ping fell asleep and no matter how much Ying Huo twisted and turned, she couldn't wake him.

A few minutes after Chen Ping fell asleep, Ying Huo's squirming finally stopped. Suddenly, a small hand stretched out from under the blanket, and with a flick of the hand, an overcoat and inner lining were thrown out. After throwing off the blanket, the small hand retracted.

The next second, a small foot stuck out from under the blanket, kicked off a pair of pants, and then tucked back into the blanket.

Chen Ping remained sound asleep, completely unaware of the changes around him. Ying Huo, having freed herself from the constraints of clothing, seemed to have found her own comfort zone. Her breathing gradually became steady and long, and her previously furrowed brows slowly relaxed, like the brightest star in the night sky finally finding its place in the tranquil darkness.

In this small space made of tarpaulin, Ying Huo felt no longer constrained. She gently turned over, her arms naturally resting on the soft bedding, and an indescribable sense of freedom and relaxation spread through her.

A faint smile appeared on her delicate face, a smile of contentment with her own space and anticipation for the sweet dream that was about to unfold.

The first rays of morning sunlight shone through the semi-transparent top of the tarpaulin, gently caressing Ying Huo's face and waking her from her slumber. She groggily opened her eyes and instinctively rubbed them with her small hands. Only after doing this did Ying Huo open her eyes wide, ready to greet the new day.

As soon as she sat up, the blanket slipped down, and a chill instantly swept over her, making Ying Huo shiver. But the sight before her eyes stunned her. Her clothes were scattered in the corner of the tent!

Ouch! Ying Huo immediately looked down and, good heavens! He was lying in bed wearing only his undergarments?!

In an instant, Ying Huo's face turned deathly pale, her eyes wide with disbelief and panic. She quickly looked around, trying to piece together fragments of her memory from last night, but apart from the discomfort before falling asleep and the easy sleep that followed, there was nothing else unusual in her mind.

Her heart pounded, and an ominous thought crept into her mind: Could something terrible have happened to her while she was unconscious last night?

Thinking of this, her lips turned pale, and a surge of anger and grievance welled up in her heart. Turning her gaze to the side, she found that Chen Ping had already gotten up, and now she was alone in the tent. At this moment, Ying Huo's eyes became complicated and changeable, with both the flames of anger and the fog of doubt.

At that moment, she was almost convinced that Chen Ping was behind it all. She gritted her teeth and decided to question him properly when he returned, determined not to let this inexplicable matter go unresolved.

However, amidst the mix of anger and panic, a faint voice echoed in her heart, reminding her that there might be other explanations. But right now, her emotions were being swept up by a raging storm, making it difficult for her to calm down and think rationally.

And so, while anxiously awaiting Chen Ping's return, Ying Huo mentally rehearsed the impending "interrogation."

......

Meanwhile, Chen Ping, who was making breakfast outside, suddenly sneezed. This unexpected sneeze almost ruined the breakfast he was cooking, but fortunately, Chen Ping turned his head in time and saved the breakfast in front of him.

Chen Ping rubbed his nose, muttering somewhat dejectedly, "What's going on? Who's nagging me? Could it be Licia and the other girls?"

Unable to understand, Chen Ping shook his head helplessly and continued cooking breakfast.

Upon hearing Chen Ping's sneeze, Ying Huo, who was inside the tent, immediately realized that Chen Ping was outside.

hiss!

Excitedly standing up, Ying Huo sat back down the next second, hugging the blanket with her face flushed. After a while, seeing that Chen Ping hadn't come in, she stood up and prepared to put on her clothes.

As Ying Huo carefully prepared to get out of bed and dress, fate seemed to be playing a cruel trick on her. She had only taken a few steps when the tent flap was gently lifted, and Chen Ping's figure, along with the fresh morning air, rushed in. Their eyes met unexpectedly at that moment, and the atmosphere inside the tent instantly froze, leaving only the sound of their breathing echoing in the small space.

Chen Ping was clearly unprepared for what was happening inside the tent; his face was filled with surprise and confusion. Ying Huo, on the other hand, was blushing furiously, so embarrassed she wanted to disappear. Her hands instinctively gripped the corner of the blanket tightly, as if that could hide all her embarrassment and panic. Her eyes flickered, revealing both a hint of reproach and a plea for help.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment, and the two of them stared at each other silently, while everything around them fell silent.

Finally, Chen Ping broke the silence first. He tried to keep his tone relaxed and said with a hint of apology, "Uh... it seems you're awake. Well... I came to call you for breakfast..." Before he could finish speaking, he realized how inappropriate his question was. Looking at Ying Huo, who was only wearing her underwear and was practically naked, Chen Ping was truly embarrassed.

Ying Huo pursed her lips, her eyes filled with confusion and a hint of annoyance. She was about to lash out, but didn't know where to begin. The atmosphere inside the tent became subtle and tense, filled with mysteries and misunderstandings that needed to be solved.

A dozen seconds later, Chen Ping said, "Breakfast is ready," and then left.

Looking at the swaying tent curtain, Ying Huo's face instantly turned red after she came to her senses. She didn't know how much time had passed.

Chen Ping, who was silently watching breakfast, stroked his chin and muttered to himself, "As expected, it's much larger than Gabriel's. Pfft, I wonder how it developed, it's too intense!" Just then, a scream rang out.

Ahhhhh!!

Hearing the belated screams from inside the tent, Chen Ping shrugged helplessly. The reaction time was quite long. Fortunately, Ying Huo's reaction was quick during the battle.

Half an hour later, Chen Ping stared silently at the preserved egg and rabbit meat porridge in front of him. If it didn't come out soon, the porridge would splatter. Helpless, Chen Ping had no choice but to add some more water.

At this moment, Ying Huo finished dressing and prepared to go out to question Chen Ping.