Having only drunk a single carton of milk in two days, He Dong had slept in a stupor all afternoon when he suddenly felt as though a fire was crackling right in front of him, accompanied by the appetizing aroma of roasted meat. He snapped his eyes open and saw a campfire a short distance away, with He Wenjie sitting beside it, roasting meat.
"Wenjie, is that you?"
"Oh, you're finally awake. Don't tell me you were woken up by the smell of my roasting meat?"
Chapter 1295