Kidnapped

Shuang Yin returned to the tent with a full bowl of food.

She saw that Wang Shui was still standing motionless in the doorway of the tent.

"It's for you."

Wang Shui took the bowl with both hands and sniffed. "It smells good."

As Shuang Yin walked into the tent, she said, "You're in luck. This is hotpot made by my eldest father. You can't eat it anywhere else."

"Thank you."

Shuang Yin turned to look at him. "Remember to wash the bowl after you eat."

After that, she lowered the curtain.

Wang Shui retracted his gaze and picked up a piece of meat to put in his mouth. It tasted even more delicious than he had imagined!

He had been hungry for a long time, so he immediately wolfed down all the food for the night.

When Shuang Yin got up the next morning, she pulled open the curtain and was stunned to see Wang Shui sitting at the door, asleep.

She gently lifted Wang Shui's knee with the tip of her foot. "Wake up."