章節 1152: Loneliness One (3)

Pablo felt that what Timothy said was reasonable, so they began to paint each other's faces. As they did not have any tools, they used the fruits with color.

It had been more than half a month since they took a shower, and it was the first time they looked at each other's faces so closely.

"You look ugly," Timothy said after a while.

Pablo found it unbelievable.

He sneered, "You are the same as me. Your face is dirty."

"I was just joking," Timothy said.

Pablo didn't know how to reply.

"I mean it," he said as he colored Timothy's face green with a fruit.

Timothy fell silent.

The eagle above her head let out a long howl as if it was laughing.

Pablo chuckled.

As Timothy kept staring at Pablo, the latter had no way but to purse his lips and said, "Alright, you are pretty."

Timothy applied mud on Pablo's face with a blank face.

Pablo didn't say anything else.

They entered the forest at night. Unfortunately, they fell into a swamp.