“What gift?”

In the cave dwelling, Zhou Yuan’s heart rate jumped up again as he gazed at Yaoyao in his arms, his mouth somewhat dry.

Yaoyao escaped from his embrace, a faint blush still visible on her pretty face as she pointed at him and said, “Take off your clothes first.”

“Here?” Zhou Yuan was stupefied.

Yaoyao glanced at him. “Where else?”

Zhou Yuan hesitated as he looked towards Tuntun happily drinking on the table. Embarrassed, he said, ...