Chapter 1067
Little Lingling
evening.
The boundless white desert of the Shawang River stretches around the off-road vehicle, extending to the horizon.
Fu Ye, the experienced driver, turned off the engine.
The air was filled with the aroma of charred steak as Fu Ye used his other hand to hand chilled juice to Lingling beside him.
She took it, her fingertips touching his hand, then quickly pulled back, pouting and muttering.
"...So slow." He complained, but his eyes never left the sizzling steak.
This is the edge of the Shawang River, the legendary dead land.
According to ancient legends, countless spirits known as the "White Sand Demon Soldiers" slumber beneath this pale sandy river.
To be precise, they are not demons, but rather beings formed by the lingering obsessions of the dead combined with unique minerals found at the bottom of the river. This makes their bodies immortal in the white sand, while their consciousness is lost in eternal bewilderment.
Whenever the presence of any living creature disturbs them, they rise from the sea of sand, silent and boundless, until they drag the intruder into the same eternal slumber.
Therefore, even powerful mages would rather take a detour than set foot in this place.
The steak was cooked, and Fu Ye cut it and placed it on a simple plate.
Lingling immediately came over, forked a large piece and stuffed it into her mouth, gasping for breath because it was so hot.
"Tsk, eating so much but not gaining weight, all skinny and dry, it's not comfortable to hug."
Fu Ye smiled mischievously and casually reached out to wipe a bit of black pepper sauce from her lips with his thumb.
Lingling's body stiffened slightly, and she quickly turned her face away, her ear tips turning red.
"Bad guy!!" The voice was muffled and lacked conviction.
A night breeze began to rise.
This is the unique, bone-chilling coolness of the Shawang River.
Lingling unconsciously shrank her shoulders.
Fu Ye didn't say anything, but simply unfolded a large blanket, sat down with his back against the off-road vehicle's tires, and patted the empty space in front of him.
Lingling glanced at him, her eyes darting around, and hesitated for a few seconds.
She reluctantly moved over, sat down with her back to him, maintaining a small, reserved distance.
Fu Ye's lips curled up slightly. He reached out and put his arm around her waist, pulling her back with a little force, and held her firmly in his embrace.
"It's cold by the river, it's warmer if you get closer."
His voice was right above her head, calm and natural.
"Who, who needs you to keep them warm!"
Lingling struggled, but couldn't break free. Instead, he wrapped her even tighter with the blanket.
"Tsk, if it weren't for the fact that you're so skinny, do you think your grandpa would have tried to chop me up with a knife?"
Fu Ye's words were profound, and Lingling, a young woman whose soul had already entered her twenties, instantly grasped his meaning.
"Pervert! I never thought you liked young girls."
"What? Don't you like young men like me?"
"Bah! Perverted!"
She stopped moving, and after a while, her body quietly relaxed and she leaned back.
Although Lingling verbally expressed her disgust and called Fu Ye a pervert, she had no intention of dodging him at all.
Anyway, she didn't believe that Fu Ye would really do that kind of thing to her. After all, even if he had such thoughts, it was simply impossible for her given her circumstances.
Not long after.
Like a cat that has found a comfortable nest, Lingling was stiff at first, but gradually softened.
She even unconsciously adjusted her posture, turning to the side, her cheek pressed against his chest, and one hand quietly tugged at the hem of his clothes.
Listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat, the invisible pressure brought by the distant Sha Wang River seemed to dissipate considerably.
Are you afraid of those white sand demon soldiers?
Fu Ye suddenly asked in a low voice, his fingers occasionally pinching her slender waist.
"What a joke! Why would I be afraid of those rotten bones and sand!" Lingling retorted immediately, tilting her head back to glare at him to increase her imposing manner. However, this posture made her glare less effective and more like she was being coquettish.
"Ah, right, right, as expected of the hunter master whose wisdom is beyond ordinary people, Lingling."
Fu Ye had a mischievous grin on his face, and although Lingling felt something was off after hearing Fu Ye's words, she also felt that he was praising her.
Lingling felt a little embarrassed and annoyed by his gaze. She raised her hand to hit him, but he gently held her wrist.
Lingling snorted, but didn't pull her hand away.
Not long after.
Lingling seemed to sense something, her body trembled slightly, her cheeks seemed to turn even redder, and she buried herself even deeper into his arms.
"You...you don't actually have any improper thoughts about me, do you?"
When she said those words, she felt like her brain had turned to mush.
"What are you talking about? I'm not like those useless spineless wimps who are as soft as a belt when they sleep."
So you sleep like this every night?
"Pretty much, what? Can you help me?"
"Pah! Pah! Pah! Don't even think about it."
"Tch, look how scared you are."
"Fu Ye, have you always been like this since you were little?"
"Pretty much, I've been growing up since I was a child."
"Based on my years of experience, this is an illness."
"Hmm? What insightful opinion do you have?"
"This is a good thing. After Ai Tutu used it, everyone said I was amazing."
Wow! Sure enough, you guys were already asleep!
"Otherwise, she's already willingly gotten into my bed, if I don't take advantage of her, I'd really be a jerk."
Hearing Fu Ye's words, Lingling wanted to escape from his embrace.
In her heart, she had already cursed Fu Ye to the point of being utterly despicable.
"Besides her, who else have you slept with?"
"Huh? Why are you asking this?"
"I don't care, I need to know!"
"And Tang Yue, she has a great figure, she's a mature woman, I like her."
"Ugh, are you trying to drive me crazy?!"
"Ahem, it's only natural, but for now, it's just the two of them."
"Currently?"
Lingling turned around, opened her little mouth, and bit his arm.
"You pervert, I'll bite you to death!"
Just as they were still fooling around, Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan also came out of the Gobi Desert. When they saw the off-road vehicle parked there, they felt dizzy.
However, when they saw Lingling sleeping soundly in Fu Ye's arms, their gazes toward Fu Ye were filled with scrutiny.
There is no other reason.
This is truly unbearable torture!
"You two actually dare to go further in? Do you really think this is some kind of cushy place?"
Fu Ye pinched Lingling's cheek in his arms while looking up at Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan.
Upon hearing his words, both Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan felt a sense of despair.
They thought Fu Ye would give them a ride, but judging from the outcome, it was clear they were overthinking it.
Lingling, nestled in Fu Ye's arms, trembled slightly, her eyelashes fluttering; it was clear she wasn't asleep. (End of Chapter)