Feng Lin finally ate the chicken leg in the end.
It must be said, the taste was indeed good.
"Sister, don't you feel uncomfortable wearing combat gear all the time?"
Feng Lin struggled to get away from Chi Jinghong's body and said helplessly.
"Not uncomfortable."
Chi Jinghong started eating her meal again, bowing her head.
Feng Lin couldn't be bothered to deal with her and continued to play with the panda.
This woman might be a bit naive when it comes to common life knowledge.
But when it comes to important matters, she is definitely smart.
Trying to get information out of her was almost impossible.
As the sky turned completely dark, Feng Lin rode a panda over to the grassy area.
Chi Jinghong had already gone to the top of the tower.
Feng Lin lay on the grass with his head on a panda.
...
A night passed.
Early the next morning, Chi Jinghong put on a white robe and descended from above.
Feng Lin also rubbed his eyes, getting ready to leave early.