CHAPTER 57: 57: GENTLE, COLD LAUGHTER (PART 3) _1

After biting into the hardtack twice, she struggled to swallow it down but seemed to choke a little, so she quickly squatted by the river to scoop up some water and drink.

After the food that was stuck in her throat went down, she looked at the rippling river surface. Her own facial features were unclear in the reflection, but she could still make out that ugly face...

"That’s right!"

She suddenly slapped her forehead and pulled out the tender shoots she had picked earlier. As she squeezed the shoots, a slightly sticky, colorless liquid oozed out.

Dong Huiying used the liquid to smear over her dark freckled face, and stuffed the flesh of the shoots into her mouth. Treating both internally and externally, she believed that in about a month, she might turn into a beauty?

......

As time ticked by, Dong Huiying leaned against a stone by the river. Whether out of boredom or from too much running around in the mountains, in any case, she was tired and unknowingly fell asleep.

When it got dark, she suddenly felt someone touch her.

She opened her eyes groggily and in the bright moonlight, the first thing she saw was a man squatting by her side, who seemed very curious, his rough hands stealthily... pinching her dark little paw?

"So small..."

She heard the man’s muffled murmur.

Wait a minute!

"Liang Haoming?"

She instantly became alert while the man stiffened, petrified on the spot.

Dong Huiying stared at the man in front of her, unsure whether his face turned red. He looked away without expression, then raised the stick in his hand that had a roasted pheasant skewered on it.

"Eat!"

He took the pheasant off the stick and stuffed it into Dong Huiying’s hands. Haoming hurriedly turned around, his back appearing as if he was fleeing in panic?

Dong Huiying blinked her eyes in confusion.

She looked at the pheasant in her hand and then at the man’s retreating figure.

This pheasant... wasn’t it not to be eaten? Why was he suddenly giving it to her to eat?

She seemed a bit puzzled.

And by this time, Haoming had already walked away. He rubbed his fingertips sneakily, with the feeling of her touch still lingering on them...

He reminisced about a short while ago... thinking of the girl’s dark little paw. The skin was rough, not very smooth, but... it felt so small in his hand, and he had always had a weak spot for such tiny things.

He felt his face growing warm and then turned back to glance at Dong Huiying again. Their gazes met, and the moment became awkward, prompting him to turn and run away again.

Dong Huiying: "?"

What’s going on, what’s happening here?

......

Damn it!

In hiding, a sneaky woman was staring at Dong Huiying, grinding her teeth in anger.

She knew about Dong Huiying’s Innate Divine Strength, that freakish power she couldn’t withstand, so she definitely could not confront her directly. Therefore, she had been trailing behind Dong Huiying and Liang Haoming, looking for the right opportunity to make her move. But just now...

Seeing Dong Huiying sleeping so soundly by the river, with a face utterly unguarded, she was about to take action, only to be thwarted by Liang SiLang.

Zhu Xingfang bit her teeth in frustration, her face dark and brooding as she continued to lie in wait...