There seemed to be a lot of stars in the eyes of Freda. Perhaps Zed Smith would never see a more dazzling sea of stars.
It was not appropriate to say anything now.
"Why are you standing still?" Freda whispered. "What's wrong? Are you unwilling?"
"Yes, but a lifetime is enough."
"Wow, you are so greedy. Even I want to book the next life?"
"You should be greedier."
"Well, I agree."
The two didn't get close to each other, but there was an ambiguous relationship between them, which kept flowing in the air.
"... Are you hungry?"
Being stared at by Zed Smith, Freda had no choice but to find a topic.
She pushed him away and followed her helplessly. How could this man destroy the atmosphere today?
As soon as Zed Smith followed Freda to the tent, Freda ordered a piece of meat and said, "Cut it."
Zed Smith looked at her in confusion and pointed at himself, "You want me to cut it?"