The Forgotten Deserted Island (12)

Qiao Fei almost jumped after her.

When he reached the edge and looked down, he saw Lu Yan was dangling in the air on a zipline.

Then she slid down slowly to investigate the wall of the cliff.

"Lu Yan, you little bastard, just you wait…" Seeing she was okay, Qiao Fei finally calmed down.

The cool and reserved Pervert Qiao had said dirty words for the first time in his life and called Lu Yan a 'little bastard'.

Smirking, Lu Yan looked up at Qiao Fei who had paled in fright.

"Heh heh! Little bastard, who are you railing at?"

"At you, of course. Damned girl." Qiao Fei had the urge to strangle her.

"You're right, a little bastard is railing at me."

Qiao Fei: "…"

Only Lu Yan would play a game of words to make fun of him at such a time.

Lu Yan studied the rocks on the wall of the cliff to see if there was a hiding place.

She wondered if Huo Siqian had done some tricks during their fall from the cliff.