World Traveler

There was a bonfire in the dilapidated temple, with a piece of clothing being baked on the fire and two people sitting beside it.

Fan Sakiyan, who was wearing clothes that were obviously one size too big, felt the warm bonfire in front of her, yawned, and wiped her nose with her sleeve.

"Ah Huo, are you really not cold?"

Zhao Huo, wearing only underwear, huddled in front of the fire, gritting his teeth and trembling all over, forced a smile on his face that was enough to scare a child to tears.

"No, it's not cold."

"Okay, if you're cold, I'll give you your clothes back."

"It's okay, I'll wait here. It's not too late to put your clothes on after they're dry."

"But you're shaking so badly, aren't you cold?"

"not cold!"

At the same time, on the other side of the ruined temple, Yanan hugged Tang Moling and buried his head deeply in her back. When he heard Zhao Huo who was still being stubborn, his face turned red.

He raised his head and whispered in Tang Moling's ear with a smile.

"Moling, let me tell you, even after Zhao Huo is cremated, his mouth will still be there."

Tang Moling didn't think it was a big deal. After looking at the two people sitting by the campfire for a while, she roughly understood what Yanan meant.

After all, over the years, I have been taught a lot of strange knowledge by Sister Xiahou, Sister Xiaomei, Sister Weiju, Sister Huyan, Sister Yuzhu... and Yunshang...

After seeing what Zhao Huo and Fan Sakiyan did today, Tang Moling finally understood what they usually meant.

Yanan, who was still laughing uncontrollably, didn't notice at all that Tang Moling in his arms was no longer the innocent little girl.

"Shouldn't we go out and help Senior Brother Zhao and the others?"

"No, it would be bad if we go out at this time."

"Ah."

Looking at the two of them, Tang Moling nodded and understood what Yanan meant by "not good".

However, in the end, Yanan showed kindness and used his magic power to block several air vents, making the temperature inside the temple much warmer.

Ignore the two people hiding over there watching the show and turn your attention back to the two people who came out to catch the chicken.

Once the air vent was blocked, the cold wind could not get in. Zhao Huo felt much better. He no longer felt warm in front and cold in the back.

Not only Zhao Huo, but even Fan Sakiyan felt the changes in the temple. She lay on the ground and said lazily.

"Yawn~ Ah Huo, do you feel that the room has become much warmer? I'm a little sleepy."

Just as Fan Sakiyan finished speaking, a gust of cold wind blew on her, instantly dispelling her sleepiness.

"Hiss, I'm not sleepy anymore, I'm not sleepy anymore."

He sat up again, rubbed his face, then stretched his hands to the campfire and continued to warm himself by the fire.

After a while, a voice broke the silence in the temple.

"Gululu~"

Looking in the direction of the sound, Zhao Huo's eyes met Fan Sakiyan, who covered her stomach and touched it and said seriously.

"It's not me, it's it."

Listening to the sound of the rain, Zhao Huo sighed.

"Alas, I don't know how long this rain will last."

Fan Sakiyan remembered something, jumped up, picked up the chicken beside her and shook it in front of Zhao Huo.

"Hey, Ah Huo, how about we roast this chicken for it?"

Zhao Huo was about to say that this was the chicken his senior sister wanted, but then he recalled the sound coming from Fan Sakiyan's stomach just now, so he took the chicken and nodded in agreement.

"Okay, and your clothes are almost dry, so change quickly. I'm going to kill this chicken first."

"okay!"

Fan Sakiyan threw the chicken to Zhao Huo, picked up the clothes that were roasted on the fire and went behind the Buddha statue.

To Yanan's regret, Zhao Huo did not become lustful and secretly watch the girl change clothes.

Instead, he obediently took a dagger and started to process the chicken.

Give you a chance, you are useless!

"elder brother!"

Seeing Yanan start to lose his focus, Tang Moling in his arms instantly became unhappy.

After all, Tang Moling also knew about Yanan's methods. She could know everything with just a glance of her spiritual sense. Even if she was sitting here, she could see other places.

Therefore, Tang Moling came up with a solution, that is, the two of them kept looking at each other. If they were distracted, then Yanan would be peeking...

"No, I really didn't peek. Just look at Saki Yan's pathetic figure. If you throw her into a crowd, you can't even tell she's a girl. How could I possibly peek?"

"Really?"

"Absolutely true!"

The two looked at each other, and Tang Moling decided to believe Yanan.

Yanan really didn't peek, after all, it didn't matter to strangers, but he still had basic respect for those he knew.

Besides, I have seen it when I was a child. There has been no development over the years, so it is probably about the same.

Especially, I even gave her a bath...

I mentioned this little thing...

………………

Soon, after Zhao Huo had processed the whole chicken smoothly and put it on the fire to roast, Fan Sakiyan came out after changing her clothes.

After handing the clothes in his hand to Zhao Huo, he sat down by the campfire with shining eyes, carefully turning the roast chicken.

Zhao Huo picked up the clothes that were returned to him, shook off the dust on them, and put them on without thinking.

Then, he felt something strange about his clothes, his body suddenly stiffened, and his expression froze.

The clothes were still warm, and there was a faint fragrance that I wasn't sure if it was an illusion...

"Eh!? Ah Huo, what's wrong with you?!"

Fan Sakiyan noticed that Zhao Huo was shaking more violently with clothes on than without clothes, so she exclaimed, stood up and walked to his side.

"Also, why is your face so red? Could it be that the cold wind gave you a fever?"

After saying that, he raised his hand and touched Zhao Huo's forehead. Finally, he found that his hand was a little cold and he couldn't accurately distinguish Zhao Huo's temperature. So he held his face and stood on tiptoe to put his forehead against his.

Zhao Huo looked at the cheek close to him, his mind went blank in an instant, and he had no idea what he was thinking.

After a while, Fan Sakiyan touched her forehead and said uncertainly.

"Hmm...it does seem a bit hot. Ah Huo, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Zhao Huo: (OO)

"Ah Huo? Zhao Huo? Senior Brother Zhao?"

Fan Sakiyan looked at Zhao Huo, who seemed to be confused due to the burn, and raised her hand to wave it in front of his eyes. Finally, Zhao Huo did make some reaction.

"Aba Aba."

Damn it! Ah Huo has been burned into a fool!

"There's definitely some stuff going on between them, but it looks like they haven't noticed, or maybe they're just... too embarrassed to confess?"

"Ah."

Yanan, who was sitting on the side holding Tang Moling and watching the show, expressed his opinion. Then, his spiritual sense felt someone coming in this direction. He seemed to understand something and a sly smile appeared on his face.

"I see, I'm not the one responsible for destroying the temple this time."

He cast a spell to hide the aura around him, making the surroundings seem like a dream bubble, and everyone would involuntarily ignore this place.

"Looks like there are quite a few people coming later..."