That night, he ate the half-cooked fish and jumped around in the cave. From time to time, he would go to Mo Xiaoxiao's side and secretly kiss her.

The wound on his back hadn't completely healed yet. Because of his movements, it didn't appear in the light of the fire.

Mo Xiaoxiao was afraid that he would tear open the wound, so she pulled his hand and let him sit down quietly by the fire.

She saw the sweat on his face moisten his fine fur, and the outline of his handsome face became clearer. Her face heated up as her gaze fell on his muscular chest, and the redness on her face deepened.

The night was boring, so Mo Xiaoxiao wanted to go to the toilet. She didn't dare to go out alone, so she turned around and quickly took care of him while he wasn't paying attention.

At night, the rustling sounds outside the cave were like snakes crawling over the leaves. Many snakes.

Cough, Mo Xiaoxiao coughed. Looking at that big head that was quickly turning around, she blushed and asked him to accompany her out.

Before he finished his sentence, he had already picked her up and walked out of the cave with big steps.

Standing outside the cave, Mo Xiaoxiao's body trembled. She came down from Xiao Meng Han's embrace and looked at the big rock. She did not dare to walk over, take off her pants, and squatted down.

He looked into her eyes and saw the big rock. He took a big step forward and grabbed the rock with both hands and carried it inside the cave. Under the shocked eyes of Jing Xiaoxiao, he moved the rock directly into the cave.

Ha, Mo Xiaoxiao just wants to go to the toilet, he is quite straightforward.

A cold wind blew and Mo Xiaoxiao followed him into the cave. Seeing him place the stone in the innermost part of the cave, she hesitated on whether she should settle it there or not.

Seeing that Xiao Meng Han had returned to the fire and was continuing to study the fire, Mo Xiao Ran ran to the back of the stone.

He took off his pants and squatted down. Then, he quickly finished and got up.

Suddenly, she felt a shadow fall over her head. The next moment, she raised her head and met a pair of bright black eyes. Next, a figure appeared beside her, followed by the sound of water splashing.

Silent Xiao Ran gritted her teeth as she looked up along with the stream of water. All of her blood flowed to her face, her face blushing red beyond compare.

The tall figure that was looking at her from the side didn't seem to find anything amiss. His large head lowered as he moved in front of her. His eyes that were as black as the stars gently looked at her. "Silence."

Could she explain to him what a ladies' room in a men's room was? She could tell him that men and women were different, and even if she spoke until her throat was dry, he was still confused. He only blinked his innocent eyes at her, occasionally letting out a few cries of grievance.

She looked at the white figure, turned around and leaned her body against the cave wall. She closed her eyes, trying to make it invisible.

Not long after, a warm object appeared beside her.

She knew it was him, but she didn't want to talk to him.

She let him carefully rest his head on her shoulder as he tried his best to calm his breathing.

She could imagine the expression on his furry face. With a sigh, a big, warm hand appeared on her stomach.

The cave was very quiet. It was unknown when Mo Xiaoxiao fell asleep, but her body was nestled in his warm embrace, sleeping very soundly.

Recently, she had been addicted to sleep and was often tired. Her mood fluctuated easily.

When she opened her eyes, they were no longer in that warm cave burning with fire. He was carrying her and running through the forest, and she could clearly hear his strong heartbeat. Her face would occasionally bump against his chest, and her white hair felt a little itchy on her face.

A low, suppressed roar sounded out from above her head, as if comforting her.

Mo Xiaoxiao's heart tightened. He would not casually bring her out of the cave because there must be something going on.

The night wind blew by her ears, and she could feel the explosive power contained in his taut muscles.

"There's a lot of heat energy moving ahead." Meng Yizhu raised the thermal sensor in his hand. This machine only worked on people.

It did not make sense for there to be more than a dozen figures hurrying on their way through the pitch-black forest.

No matter who the other party was, they were the first to notice Xiao Meng Han and Mo Xiaoxiao. Clenching the gun in his hand, Han Yong lowered his voice and said, "Let's hurry through here and catch up to them as fast as possible."

Meng Yizhu didn't ask what kind of people she had caught up to. Their mission was to obey and then quickly forget everything that had happened.

The path that Han Yong chose was extremely dangerous, and he directly went down from the top of the cliff to the bottom.

It was still better during the day, but at night, no one could predict what kind of dangers would arise from the cliff.

Meng Yizhu was the first to leave. He gave Han Yong a look. If he was in danger, then he would leave his brothers to Han Yong.

Han Yong nodded his head and stretched out his hand towards Meng Yizhu.

Meng Yi Zhu grinned and held Han Yong's hand tightly. In the next second, he let go of Han Yong's hand and stomped on the rock with all his might. Then, his body shot out towards the bottom of the cliff.

Time passed second by second. The figures at the top of the cliff were all looking at the rope that was being pulled down. Suddenly, the rope was stretched until it was soft and laid on the rock.

Han Yong's heart skipped a beat. This was completely different from the code that Meng Yizhu had set for him.

"Collect the rope." Han Yong immediately said, as he had a bad feeling about this. The rope had been retracted, and there was a very neat cut. One could tell that it was caused by a sharp blade.

The seven or eight figures atop the cliff were all silent. They had all been brought here by Meng Yizhu.

"I'm going down." A burly man walked out. There was a long scar on his face, and everyone in the team called him Scarface. He didn't care, he was usually a boring person, but now he pulled up the rope and was about to wrap it around his waist, a big hand stopped him.

"I'm going down. Wait for my signal. Remember, if I don't come up." Han Yong paused for a moment before continuing, "Take a detour and find a girl to save her. Also, don't hurt the big guy that was with her."

Scarface opened his mouth, but under Han Yong's firm gaze, he gave him the rope. He had always felt that business people were cunning and treacherous. From Han Yong's body, they could see that he was resolute and upright.

Apart from his own rope, Han Yong was also carrying the rope that Meng Yiping had just severed. In his hand was not a spear, but a dagger.

Looking at the worried gazes, Han Yong nodded his head and left the rock with his legs. He went all the way down, being very careful and cautious.

Han Yong didn't bring his night vision goggles. As long as it was advantageous, there was always a disadvantage. Seeing that the other side was also well-trained, Han Yong decided to go the other way.

The white figure that was running suddenly stopped. He sensed danger and surrounded him. He looked around vigilantly and held on tighter to Mo Xiaoxiao with both of his hands.

Her fingers carelessly touched the bulge on his chest, and the figure that hugged her immediately tensed up. She thought that a wild beast was about to appear, and quickly hid her head into Xiao Meng Han's embrace.

The sound of tiny arrows piercing through the air rang out in the night sky. Xiao Meng Han, who was carrying Mo Xiaoxiao, was completely unable to grab ahold of the arrows. There were too many arrows that he was unable to dodge.