With a loud bang,
the fire burst into flames.
This time, it was completely over.
The lighter in the pocket had also exploded, which meant that this fire could not be extinguished—once it went out, they would never find a source of fire again.
"Ah..."
Seeing this scene,
Dong Youying's already fragile nerves instantly collapsed.
She picked up a branch from the ground, screaming while frantically sweeping it towards the fire.
The fire, already dimmed by the clothing covering it, was scattered all over the place.
Seeing the last source of fire was about to be lost,
Chen Fang couldn't wait any longer.
He leapt forward with a strong step, wrapped his arms around her shoulders, and bellowed, "What are you doing? Stop it!"
"It's all your fault, all your fault, it's all because of you, how would I have suffered so much if not for you? I said I don't want to take off my clothes, but you insisted on having me do it, now look, I don't even have clothes anymore, wuuuu..."