In the fantasy world, all the people I met were beauties.

At the same time, after ending the call with her daughter and confirming that she was safe, Huang Shiyun also returned to the campfire.

She sat obediently beside Li Zimo, began to help him cut the barbecue, and fed him carefully like a maid.

Seeing this, Li Zimo did not refuse and enjoyed her service calmly.

This scene surprised Yun Qingyao and Yang Jingya.

They looked at Huang Shiyun's shy yet determined eyes and the busy movements of her hands, and couldn't help feeling a little confused and curious.

"Sister Shiyun, what are you doing..."

Yun Qingyao finally couldn't help but ask.

Huang Shiyun's cheeks flushed slightly, but she still said firmly:

"I... I just want to repay the young master for saving my daughter. He has done so much for us, I... I just want to do something for him."

Yun Qingyao and Yang Jingya smiled at each other when they heard this.

After the bonfire dinner, the three of them went back to rest. As the night deepened, Huang Shiyun felt an indescribable emotion in her heart, and she quietly walked into Li Zimo's tent.

Wearing a light gauze dress, her figure is as graceful as a fairy.

Beneath the veil, her fair skin is faintly visible, adding a bit of mystery and temptation.

Her little face was white with a rosy glow, and her eyes were shining with shyness and anticipation.

She called out softly, "Sir."

Li Zimo turned around when he heard the voice and saw Huang Shiyun's graceful figure and shy eyes, and he immediately understood.

He walked forward with a smile, gently put his arms around Huang Shiyun's slender and soft waist, and kissed her small red lips in her shy gaze.

Huang Shiyun closed her eyes shyly, obediently put her arms around Li Zimo's neck, and responded gently.

After the kiss, the two hugged each other quietly, their breaths intertwined.

After a while, Li Zimo lowered his head and gently kissed Huang Shiyun on the forehead, and said in a low and gentle voice:

"Sister Shiyun, you are really beautiful."

Huang Shiyun's cheeks flushed slightly, her eyes sparkling with happiness, and she whispered softly:

"As long as you like it, sir."

"I love so much."

There was unquestionable firmness in Li Zimo's voice.

His words were full of admiration and love for Huang Shiyun, filling her heart with sweetness and satisfaction.

Huang Shiyun responded in a low voice: "Yeah."

Then, she watched Li Zimo take out an exquisite large bed from the storage ring, skillfully place it in the tent, and cover it with soft bedding.

Li Zimo bent down and gently picked up Huang Shiyun, and placed her on the bed like a cherished baby.

His movements were gentle and his eyes were full of love.

Huang Shiyun's white and tender feet were slightly exposed on the edge of the bed. The gauze dress she was wearing was slowly picked up by Li Zimo and gently draped around her waist.

Then, he held Huang Shiyun's slender and soft waist with both hands again, looking at her deeply, as if he wanted to take in everything about her.

Soon, Huang Shiyun's melodious singing voice was heard in the tent, but the singing was blocked by the soundproofing array outside the tent and only echoed inside the tent.

Half an hour later, when the singing gradually died down, the tent became quiet again.

Li Zimo and Huang Shiyun lay on the soft big bed hugging each other, enjoying the sweetness of the moment.

Li Zimo gently stroked her hair, while Huang Shiyun lay lazily in his arms, her small hands tracing the mysterious black lines on his chest.

After the tenderness, Huang Shiyun gently broke free from Li Zimo's arms and said softly:

"Sir, it's getting late. I should go back."

Li Zimo nodded, with reluctance in his eyes, but he knew that respecting Huang Shiyun's decision was the key to maintaining their relationship.

Huang Shiyun put on her clothes obediently, turned around and left the tent.

Her figure looked particularly soft in the moonlight. Li Zimo watched her go away, his heart full of pity.

With Huang Shiyun's departure, the tent fell into a brief silence again.

However, this tranquility did not last long as it was broken by the quiet entry of another figure.

She gently lifted the quilt and got into Li Zimo's arms. The two hugged each other tightly, as if they wanted to rub each other into their bodies.

Li Zimo felt Yang Jingya's tenderness and dependence, and a warm feeling surged in his heart.

He gently stroked her hair and whispered, "Sister Jingya, you're here."

Yang Jingya smiled shyly and responded in a low voice: "Well, I was worried that you would be lonely after Shiyun left, so I came to see you."

Li Zimo kissed her cheek, with a gentle light in his eyes.

"Sister Jingya, you know everything."

Yang Jingya nodded slightly, with a smile that was both angry and happy on her lips:

"You wicked fellow! Shiyun has had no shortage of suitors since her husband passed away. She's so outstanding, and I didn't know who would win her heart. But I never expected that because you saved her daughter, you would win her heart so easily."

"Even I was inexplicably captured by you."

"I really don't know what kind of blessings you accumulated in your previous life to let God arrange for you to torture us sisters."

Upon hearing this, Li Zimo thought to himself: Maybe it’s the blessing of working 996 in the previous life.

He put his arm around Yang Jingya's slender and soft waist and said seriously, "Jingya, I am so lucky to have your favor. I will use everything I have to cherish and protect this friendship and not let anyone hurt you."

Yang Jingya listened to Li Zimo's heartfelt words, her eyes flashing with emotion.

She leaned gently against his chest and whispered, "Zimo, I believe in you. In this wonderful world, the fact that we can meet and know each other is a rare fate in itself. No matter what the future holds, we will go hand in hand and never leave each other."

As the night deepened, the two hugged each other tightly, their heartbeats and breathing intertwined in the silence, as if they were the only two people left in the whole world.

......orz-7......

It was not until the sky gradually brightened that Yang Jingya quietly left Li Zimo's tent.

The next morning, the sun shone through the treetops, casting dappled shadows as the four of them sat around in the camp enjoying breakfast.

Huang Shiyun and Yang Jingya occasionally exchanged glances, conveying a tacit understanding and understanding between each other without words.

Li Zimo watched them silently from the side, his heart filled with happiness and satisfaction.

However, Yun Qingyao seemed a little different. She carefully observed the interactions between the other three people, with curiosity and confusion flashing in her eyes.

She always felt that there was some kind of secret between the three of them, but she didn't ask much, just watched silently.

After breakfast, the four of them packed their luggage and came to the mysterious stone wall again.

The stone wall still stands quietly, as if telling an ancient and mysterious story.

They once again carefully observed every detail on the stone wall, not missing any possible clues.

But unfortunately, despite their hard work, they still found nothing.

Li Zimo suggested going to the top of the mountain to try digging, hoping to find a passage leading to the inside of the stone wall.

However, when they dug to a certain depth, they found that the soil suddenly became indestructible, as if protected by some mysterious force.

In desperation, they had to give up digging and returned to the stone wall to ponder.