Bab 862: No Waste

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Hao Xuan was hunched over the rekindled campfire putting in more wood from the nearby pile while fanning the flame with his hand.

Ma Jiang was just a few inches to his left, shivering due to her previous state trying to get even closer to the flame.

"Tsk, sit back down. You're gonna fall in if you keep leaning in so close!" Hao Xuan scolded loudly, startling her enough to make her almost tip over.

She backed up and repeatedly punched his arm with a scowl, "Nooo, you almost made me fall over! Are you trying to kill me? Mhm?"

To him her punches were not even comparable to mosquito bites but he still pretended to get angry over it and lunged forward, "You little, I save you and this what I get?! Come here," picking her up he held her over the open flame jokingly.

"Is that good enough? Huh? Is that close enough? If you want I c-could-" but when he noticed the quite real tears forming around her doe-like eyes he stuttered and swiftly placed her back down.