Leng Yu Yan was momentarily taken aback, was it unbearable lying on the ground?
At the time, there had been grass laid down, and since all her attention was focused on how to prevent his hands and feet from being restless, it didn't seem to be uncomfortable.
"Try sleeping on it yourselves tonight," Ye Yiheng said coldly.
Though he had said that, when they had first arrived, he had slept embracing her, and with the softness of the woman, the hardness of the stone bed could be completely disregarded.
Mo Chen and the other three had no idea what their masters were thinking, only knowing not to make jokes about them, so they grabbed Miao Zhu and ran out like a gust of wind.
Leng Yu Yan asked, "Where are you going?"
"Collecting firewood."
The sound echoed back from the cave entrance.
There wasn't much firewood left in the cave originally, so it was indeed time to gather some more.
