Han Jiaojiao didn't sleep well that night.
Perhaps she was disturbed by the thought of those people opposite them harboring ill intentions or she was dwelling on the words of Yan Xiao. Tossing and turning, she was unable to sleep soundly and ended up waking the man next to her...
The next day, Han Jiaojiao helplessly walked out of the tent with a pair of swollen red eyes.
Yan Xiao was squatting by the fire, baking bread. Seeing Han Jiaojiao approaching, he asked in surprise, "How did you get 'rabbit eyes' overnight?"
Han Jiaojiao pursed her lips. She certainly couldn't tell Yan Xiao that it was the result of her brother's mischief, could she?
Recalling the previous night, the more she pleaded and wept, the more excited her brother seemed to get... Heat crept onto Han Jiaojiao's face. She shook her head to stop herself from overthinking and asked Yan Xiao, "Where are the others?"