Ocean-like River

When both of them returned, Huo Dong had already lit the fire.

When a large piece of fish skin was spread open, pieces of grilled fish jerky were placed on it.

Huang Jiahui had no expression, as if not overhearing their argument, she calmly poured everyone wooden cups of tree juice and offered it to Zhao Yali, “Try this.”

Zhao Yali was gentle and courteous, she would throw tantrums at people she was familiar with, but would never show any unpleasant emotions in front of others. She quickly thanked her.

Holding the cup, she took a sip before a bigger gulp, in silence.

Wang Shishi was not as calm. Her Brother Luo was too much of a womanizer. His women came and left one after another, threatening her presence.