The Provocative Little White　　

When night came, Ling Yichen was setting up the tent with great familiarity while Ling Chuxi was roasting meat by the campfire. The roasted meat was dripping with oil as it made sizzling sounds and small burst of flames kicked up when the oil dripped into the campfire, emitting fragrance. Little White sat by Ling Chuxi's side as its head leaned on Ling Chuxi's thigh and narrowed its eyes comfortably.