Both Lu Sui and Shen Ting’s faces looked terrible.

Wu Mangmang quickly stood up, while Ning Zheng looked completely relaxed, showing no embarrassment at being caught in an intimate moment. “You’re here for drinks too? Come sit together.”

Facing Lu Sui, Wu Mangmang felt a deep sense of guilt rise from her heart. Being with Ning Zheng always felt somewhat like stealing Lu Sui’s corner.

And Lu Sui actually smiled at her for the first time ever.

Wu Mangmang was so scared her feet trembled. She couldn’t care about the psychological preparation she had just made, about greeting Lu Sui graciously the next time they met. She could only say weakly, “You all sit and chat. I’ll go upstairs to rest first.”

After saying this, Wu Mangmang walked away quickly as if being chased by vicious dogs, afraid of being called back.

Lying in bed, Wu Mangmang reflected on herself and felt she wasn’t mature enough to handle this situation of “my ex-boyfriend is my current boyfriend’s good friend.”

Although it wasn’t like they were married or that she was cheating, her moral conscience still bubbled up from time to time.

Wu Mangmang thought that after helping Ning Zheng deal with Ning Heng these two days, she could retire successfully and never have anything to do with them again.

The next day Wu Mangmang got up early, stretched all her muscles, adjusted her body to optimal condition, and checked her backpack again to make sure nothing was left behind.

Security checks for the combat were very strict – everyone’s backpacks were opened for inspection, and body searches were conducted. No sharp objects were allowed.

After passing security, guns were distributed. One sniper rifle and two handguns, each handgun loaded with 8 bullets, plus two spare clips to carry.

Food and ammunition could be replenished at their team’s base in the mountains. This combat session would last two days total, ending at eight in the morning two days later.

Wu Mangmang’s group had twenty people total, with the captain being Zhao Xinyun’s suitor Luo Kaiyue, also a celebrity in the city.

In the past, this captain position would have been Ning Zheng’s, but reality was always cruel – a phoenix without feathers was worse than a chicken.

The members of both teams lined up and nodded to each other in greeting. Friendship first, competition second.

Then the two captains stepped forward and shook hands.

Wu Mangmang looked at Lu Sui dressed in military green combat gear. She hadn’t expected this person to actually suit the military style quite well – narrow waist, broad shoulders, with strong and powerful muscles. Wu Mangmang had deep experience with this.

Looking at Lu Sui’s face, Wu Mangmang thought no wonder so many girls had uniform fetishes – she was even getting a bit excited herself.

Looking behind Lu Sui, Shen Ting’s physique was also quite impressive.

Nowadays, any man with some standards paid great attention to his physique. Losing weight and working out were no longer exclusively women’s pursuits.

As for Wu Mangmang’s Lightning team, they wore black combat gear, with female members in black tank tops paired with black leather jackets.

Wu Mangmang immediately felt the designer had found inspiration from Scarlett Johansson’s “Black Widow.”

Wu Mangmang had chosen the Lightning team partly because she liked this outfit.

When she looked in the mirror that morning, she was almost knocked out by her own handsomeness.

Girls wearing this kind of outfit could double their head-turning rate, though those with poor figures couldn’t pull it off and would easily expose excess fat.

Wu Mangmang critically examined Zhao Xinyun. Honestly, her figure was quite good too – Luo Kaiyue’s eyes were practically on fire looking at her – but Wu Mangmang still found some flaws: her butt wasn’t perky enough.

After the lineup and salutes, Wu Mangmang and the others got in cars to be taken to the designated starting point.

The first day was basically physical training. The two teams would travel from east and west toward each other, and they’d need to walk until afternoon to possibly encounter each other.

Lightning team’s Camp 1 was located halfway up the mountain. When the main force arrived, it was already two in the afternoon.

“Everyone rest and replenish your energy. Pack all the dry food and water you can carry. Camp 2 only has supplies for ten people – both food and ammunition,” Luo Kaiyue said.

Even the sleeping bags for the night numbered only ten. The organizing committee was forcing teams to raid each other’s bases.

Camp 1 wasn’t equipped for overnight stays, and Camp 3 was too far to reach in one day, so Camp 2 was a strategic high ground that had to be seized.

There was a spoiled young lady in the team, and Luo Kaiyue was unwilling to abandon Zhao Xinyun no matter what. Since this wasn’t a real life-or-death battle anyway, and Luo Kaiyue wanted to win the beauty’s favor, everyone’s opposition wasn’t too fierce.

So the Lightning team became almost the opposite of its name – by the time it got dark, they still hadn’t reached Camp 2.

Ning Zheng and Wu Mangmang walked at the front of the team. Their role was roughly equivalent to scouts. Wu Mangmang was skilled and climbed trees like a monkey, leaving Ning Zheng dumbfounded.

“I think I saw flashlight beams in the woods ahead,” Wu Mangmang called from the tree.

Ning Zheng immediately said, “Everyone behind turn off your flashlights. We might have encountered Storm team members.”

The mountain forest was completely silent, with dark tree shadows like countless vengeful spirits. Although moonlight filtered through the gaps, it made things even more frightening.

The altitude near Camp 2 was about two thousand meters. The vegetation had changed from broadleaf forest to spruce forest. Spruces were thin and couldn’t hide human forms, so they could vaguely see each other’s silhouettes.

Wu Mangmang stayed in the tree without moving. Ning Zheng pressed the private channel button. “Scared?”

“No.” Wu Mangmang only felt excited. After walking all day until exhausted, they could finally have a gunfight.

Wu Mangmang observed carefully for a while. “There aren’t many of them – maybe five or so. But our Camp 2 has probably been looted clean.”

“No problem. They’ll definitely return to their own Camp 2. We’ll launch a surprise attack around midnight to get it back. For now, let’s deal with these five people,” Ning Zheng said.

With twenty against five, their chances of winning were naturally quite high. After the firefight began, Wu Mangmang’s sharp eyes spotted Ning Zheng’s brother Ning Heng among those five.

“It’s Ning Heng,” Wu Mangmang called out.

Ning Heng probably hadn’t expected Lightning team members to gather all twenty people together. Storm team members had long since split into several groups with separate missions.

At night, vision was limited. Some people were shooting completely randomly. Zhao Xinyun nearly shot Ning Zheng’s foot, with exclamations and screams occurring constantly.

It was basically a pot of overcooked porridge.

Wu Mangmang sat on a tree branch with her gun, unable to find a target to aim at. Sniping was definitely not going to work.

Wu Mangmang simply slid down from the tree. Ning Zheng and the others had already taken out two or three people, but the remaining Ning Heng had escaped.

Ning Zheng wanted to lead people in pursuit. Wu Mangmang felt something was wrong – these five people seemed like they had come to die.

But the enemy obviously understood Ning Zheng very well. With Ning Heng appearing, it was impossible for Ning Zheng not to chase.

Unable to dissuade Ning Zheng, Wu Mangmang had no choice but to run after him.

The forest was full of shadows. Sometimes even seeing trees move was frightening. Wu Mangmang didn’t dare get too close to Ning Zheng, fearing they’d all fall into an ambush.

Sure enough, while Wu Mangmang was still ten meters away, she heard several consecutive gunshots. She quickly climbed the nearest tree and saw Ning Zheng’s group of three facing off against a Storm team group.

Wu Mangmang couldn’t see clearly how many opponents there were yet.

But a face occasionally flashed through Wu Mangmang’s gun scope – it was Ning Heng. This was truly finding something without effort after searching everywhere.

Wu Mangmang’s gun followed Ning Heng’s movement. The red targeting dot was particularly conspicuous in the wilderness. Shen Yuanzi screamed, and Ning Heng immediately realized something was wrong.

Wu Mangmang couldn’t aim precisely and could only fire rashly. She seemed to hit Ning Heng’s shoulder. Wu Mangmang immediately slid down the tree and called Ning Zheng through the communicator: “Ning Heng’s shoulder is hit.”

It was hard to identify people at night, but if someone’s shoulder was hit, that would be easy to distinguish. These bullets would temporarily paralyze the opponent’s arm.

Unfortunately, Ning Zheng never responded through the communicator. Wu Mangmang had to follow Ning Heng and Shen Yuanzi herself.

Wu Mangmang’s tracking experience wasn’t very rich, so she was quickly detected by Ning Heng and Shen Yuanzi. The two separated, ultimately trapping Wu Mangmang between them.

“It’s you?!” Ning Heng naturally recognized Wu Mangmang.

Shen Yuanzi looked at Wu Mangmang and let out a cold laugh. “You’re quite devoted to Ning Zheng.”

Before she finished saying “devoted,” Shen Yuanzi’s chest was hit, declaring her dead.

Wu Mangmang’s experience from years of watching movies and TV shows was: never waste time talking.

Shen Yuanzi had talked too much.

However, when Wu Mangmang shot Shen Yuanzi, Ning Heng’s kick also came over.

Wu Mangmang rolled on the ground to dodge, then supported herself with one hand and leaped up, kicking Ning Heng’s wrist and knocking his handgun away. Wu Mangmang immediately shot Ning Heng.

Wu Mangmang naturally wouldn’t miss, but her situation wasn’t much better – something behind her was clearly pointing at her like a gun barrel.

Wu Mangmang threw away her gun and raised both hands above her head in surrender.

The gun behind her withdrew. Wu Mangmang turned around and saw – who else but Shen Ting?

Wu Mangmang didn’t understand Shen Ting’s meaning, so she could only stand there stupidly.

Shen Ting said quietly, “Still not leaving?”

Wu Mangmang’s heart leaped with joy. Connections really were useful. She whispered, “Thank you.”

“Go in the nine o’clock direction. There’s no one there,” Shen Ting added.

Wu Mangmang, having luckily escaped from Shen Ting, didn’t dare linger. She ran directly toward Camp 2. On the way, she finally contacted Ning Zheng. He had been shot earlier, lost his communicator, and only found it later with great difficulty.

“I want to take advantage of the chaos to capture the flag at the summit. You go back to camp first to rest. I’ll notify you if anything happens,” Ning Zheng said hurriedly.

“Do you want me to come with you?” Wu Mangmang asked.

“No need. Climbing mountains at night is difficult. You rest at camp first. I’ll need you to provide backup later,” Ning Zheng said.

When Wu Mangmang returned to Camp 2, it was already two in the morning. The camp’s supplies had been looted by Storm team. Wu Mangmang was so tired her eyelids were fighting, but she couldn’t care about cleanliness. She lay down on the moisture-proof pad in the wooden house fully clothed, using her backpack as a pillow.

At four in the morning, Wu Mangmang heard someone shouting “Storm team.” She groggily opened her eyes, and only when she heard gunshots did she jump up from the ground, grabbing nothing and running out of camp with Luo Kaiyue and the others.

Zhao Xinyun started complaining: “It’s just a game. Is it necessary to be so serious? A surprise attack at four in the morning?”

Wu Mangmang also thought the opponents had too much gaming spirit.

But saying anything now was pointless. People all had competitive streaks, and she didn’t want to get shot – supposedly it hurt quite a bit.

The ragtag group was scared into scattering in all directions. Fortunately, Wu Mangmang remembered to bring her gun when fleeing, though her backpack was left behind.

Wu Mangmang and Zhao Xinyun unexpectedly ran into each other. Zhao Xinyun was obviously relieved.

“This forest is too scary. Let’s go together,” Zhao Xinyun said.

Wu Mangmang nodded.

Wu Mangmang looked toward the camp direction. It had returned to quiet, while the forest began showing frequent flashlight activity. Wu Mangmang muttered “Oh no.”

“What’s wrong?” Zhao Xinyun asked nervously.

“Storm team is brazenly using flashlights to search. Our people are probably mostly dead,” Wu Mangmang said. “You hide here. I’ll go back to look. I forgot my backpack.” Zhao Xinyun’s backpack was also left behind, and she was even wearing slippers.

“Go ahead then. If possible, help me get my shoes back,” Zhao Xinyun said.

Before Wu Mangmang could sneak back to camp, she was spotted by Shen Ting again. Shen Ting made a “three” gesture. Wu Mangmang knew this meant “good things don’t happen thrice” – if Shen Ting caught her again next time, she wouldn’t be able to escape.

Wu Mangmang considered herself unlucky, thinking she needed training before participating in this kind of live combat again.

Wu Mangmang and Zhao Xinyun, this pair of unlucky souls, seemed to become the last survivors. Their communicators were silent, giving them a somewhat desolate feeling like “the Yi River flows cold,” but also breeding some mutual support emotions.

“Why did you and Lu Sui break up back then?” Zhao Xinyun couldn’t help asking Wu Mangmang.

Wu Mangmang was somewhat put off by Zhao Xinyun’s behavior of prying into privacy after just a few words, so she just smiled.

Zhao Xinyun knew she had overstepped but was unwilling to give up. “Lu Sui and I broke up. Did you know?”

Wu Mangmang nodded.

“I don’t even know why, or which point irritated him. Wang Yuan was also inexplicably broken up with back then. Were you the same?” Zhao Xinyun asked.

Wu Mangmang felt traveling with Zhao Xinyun was somewhat painful. Besides having to take care of the young lady’s various survival needs, she had to deal with her endless questions, which was becoming unbearable.

Fortunately, Wu Mangmang’s communicator suddenly made a sound: “This is Luo Kaiyue. Can anyone hear me?”

“This is Wu Mangmang. Go ahead.” Wu Mangmang mouthed to Zhao Xinyun: “Luo Kaiyue.”

“Give it to me, give it to me.” Zhao Xinyun eagerly reached out.

Wu Mangmang handed the communicator to Zhao Xinyun.

“He says he and another teammate are at Camp 3, telling us to come there to regroup,” Zhao Xinyun said.

Wu Mangmang looked up at the summit. It seemed close but who knew how long it would take to walk there.

In the end, Zhao Xinyun couldn’t walk anymore, and Wu Mangmang had to carry her part of the way. She couldn’t just abandon her teammate on the road, and Zhao Xinyun was so timid that even a running pheasant could make her scream.

Wu Mangmang and Zhao Xinyun reached the vicinity of Camp 3 around four in the afternoon. When they were about one kilometer away, Wu Mangmang became more cautious and handed the communicator to Zhao Xinyun: “Have Luo Kaiyue come pick us up. Tell him we’re in the two o’clock direction from camp.”

Zhao Xinyun frowned. “Is this necessary? Aren’t we in the six o’clock direction? This way Luo Kaiyue won’t find us, and if we encounter Storm team, we’ll be in trouble.”

“Better safe than sorry. I’ll watch them from the trees,” Wu Mangmang said.

Even Ning Zheng had been eliminated. Wu Mangmang felt it was illogical that Lu Sui and the others would spare Luo Kaiyue. Of course, it was also possible that Luo Kaiyue was a lucky survivor like them.

“I disagree. I’m exhausted, tired and thirsty. Can we stop making trouble?” Zhao Xinyun really had no energy left. She felt Wu Mangmang was like a female monster – looking pretty and delicate but with vitality like wild grass.

“I don’t care either way. My family has no money anyway. Are you sure that if you’re captured, you’re willing to be at others’ mercy?” Wu Mangmang retorted.

Zhao Xinyun stopped talking and reluctantly took Wu Mangmang’s communicator to call Luo Kaiyue.

But Luo Kaiyue’s side could no longer be reached. Wu Mangmang cursed quietly “damn it” – the enemy was too cunning.

Wu Mangmang found a tree nearby. “I’ll go up to check the situation. You find somewhere to hide quickly.”

Unfortunately, just as Wu Mangmang climbed the tree and looked down, she saw a red dot on Zhao Xinyun’s chest.

“Get away!” Wu Mangmang shouted.

Unfortunately, Zhao Xinyun’s reaction was too slow. Wu Mangmang watched helplessly as Zhao Xinyun was shot in the chest, convulsed once, and fell down.

Wu Mangmang immediately looked in the direction the bullet came from. Although she couldn’t see the face of the person in the tree across from her very clearly, Wu Mangmang intuitively guessed it was Lu Sui.

Wu Mangmang couldn’t help but curse internally, then watched Lu Sui gracefully slide down from the tree on a rope.

Wu Mangmang had chosen a spruce tree whose branches and leaves couldn’t hide her at all. She was hanging on the tree like an immobile target.

Wu Mangmang quickly hugged the tree and slid down, not caring that her palms were scraped raw, and ran desperately down the mountain.

The people behind didn’t seem to be chasing urgently, but whenever Wu Mangmang looked back, she could see Lu Sui following from a distance.

Seeing how ruthless Lu Sui had been to Zhao Xinyun just now, Wu Mangmang didn’t dare hope for mercy when facing him. She felt Lu Sui wasn’t a gentleman like Shen Ting.

Wu Mangmang now felt Shen Ting was truly a gentleman in his bones, while Lu Sui was basically a tyrant from an autocratic dynasty.

Killing without blinking an eye.

There was the sound of bullets cutting through air behind her. Wu Mangmang could only run around holding her head. A bullet whizzed past her cheek.

Wu Mangmang didn’t know how far she had run or how many bullets Lu Sui had fired. She suspected Lu Sui was carrying the entire ammunition depot from Camp 3.

Probably tired of torturing his prey, Wu Mangmang’s leg went soft and her calf was hit by a bullet. The pain made tears fall immediately. No wonder everyone desperately wanted to win – the pain of these bullets hitting the body probably wasn’t much different from real bullets.

Wu Mangmang cursed internally – weren’t these rich people afraid of dying from pain playing so realistically?

After the intense pain, her calf began to go numb. The anger in Wu Mangmang’s heart was completely provoked by Lu Sui. She dragged her leg and quickly rolled behind the nearest tree.

Wu Mangmang had originally thought Lu Sui was toying with her. With Lu Sui’s marksmanship, he shouldn’t be unable to hit someone as big as her, so she let him vent by running around as the best apology to His Majesty.

But it turned out she was wrong – Lu Sui had never intended to let her go.

And he was toying with her like a stray dog.

Wu Mangmang steeled herself, pulled out her gun from her waist, and fired randomly from behind the tree. She just needed to buy herself some time – the paralysis effect would completely disappear after ten minutes.

There was the “rustle” sound of fallen leaves being stepped on nearby. Wu Mangmang peeked out and saw Lu Sui was only four or five meters away from her.

Wu Mangmang raised her gun and aimed at Lu Sui: “Don’t come closer.”

This was completely pointless. The next second, Wu Mangmang’s hand was hit by Lu Sui’s bullet, and her handgun fell to the ground. Now Wu Mangmang was truly half-paralyzed.

Lu Sui walked to Wu Mangmang and squatted down, using his gun to lift Wu Mangmang’s chin with a very frivolous attitude.

Wu Mangmang turned her head away. If she were a female warrior, she should spit in this capitalist’s face first.

But Wu Mangmang couldn’t perform such crude behavior. She could only stiffen her neck and say: “Just kill me. I won’t say anything or agree to anything. I will never betray my comrades.”

Lu Sui ignored Wu Mangmang’s self-directed performance, took the rope from his belt, and tied Wu Mangmang’s hands together.

“Lu Sui, what are you doing?” Wu Mangmang panicked.

“I’m tying up my prisoner,” Lu Sui replied.

As evening fell, shadows carved Lu Sui’s face into that of a handsome but deadly devil. Night always made people feel fearful, especially in the silent mountains.

Wu Mangmang tried to relax herself and softened her voice: “I won’t run away. I respect the game rules. I’ve been captured by you and I admit defeat. Could you please not tie my hands? It’s too painful and will cause blisters.”

Lu Sui didn’t answer. He stood up again, then pulled the rope in his hand. Wu Mangmang was forced up by the force – if she didn’t stand up, she would fall forward flat on her face.

Lu Sui walked in front, holding a rope, with Wu Mangmang stumbling behind him. It looked very much like walking a dog.

“Lu Sui, do you understand what gentlemanly behavior is? If Little Aunt saw you treating a lady like this, she’d want to bash her head against a wall,” Wu Mangmang shouted behind Lu Sui.

“Why should I show gentlemanly behavior to a woman who dumped me?” Lu Sui threw back a sentence without turning his head.

Wu Mangmang bit her lip. She knew men couldn’t possibly not mind, especially someone like Lu Sui.

His self-esteem definitely couldn’t take it, which was why Wu Mangmang had been avoiding him.

“I didn’t dump you. I knew I wasn’t worthy of you. You’re devastatingly handsome, rich as a country, highly educated with high IQ. I wasn’t worthy of you. I was afraid that when you dumped me in the future, I wouldn’t be able to breathe and would seek death, so I spoke up to break up with you first.” Wu Mangmang’s hands really hurt, and she was tired, hungry, and especially thirsty. She couldn’t care about self-respect or dignity now – she just wanted to find a comfortable nest to lie down in.

“Didn’t you say I was too old?” Lu Sui turned to look at Wu Mangmang.

Wu Mangmang shrugged. “That was just a random excuse I made up. Where are you old? Nowadays, even forty-five is considered middle-aged youth. You’re a standard young man in your prime. And you take such good care of yourself, looking just like a twenty-three or twenty-four-year-old, with skin even more tender than theirs. Your stamina is also good – wanting it every day, three times a night, each time over half an hour. When I told your friends, they didn’t believe it, saying how was that possible?”

“Which friend?” Lu Sui suddenly stopped, nearly making Wu Mangmang trip.

Fortunately, it wasn’t completely dark yet. Wu Mangmang could vaguely see the anger on Lu Sui’s face and regretted her unnecessary addition, hitting the horse’s leg instead of flattering it.

Based on Wu Mangmang’s understanding of Lu Sui, as long as you praised Mr. Lu and shouted “Long live Mr. Lu, for thousands of years, ruling the martial world,” his anger would dissipate. But she had ruined it herself.

“I didn’t realize you had a hobby of discussing your ex’s bedroom skills with your boyfriend,” Lu Sui said sarcastically.

“Ning Zheng isn’t my boyfriend,” Wu Mangmang quickly said. And it wasn’t Ning Zheng anyway. But mentioning Shen Ting’s name at this moment obviously wasn’t wise either.

“Oh…”

Before Lu Sui could say anything more unpleasant, Wu Mangmang quickly added: “What you saw was Ning Zheng forcibly kissing me. You should have seen my hand, right? If you hadn’t appeared, I would have slapped him across the face.”

“You don’t need to explain these things to me,” Lu Sui said indifferently, then turned and continued walking, his pace not slowing at all, pulling Wu Mangmang along stumbling.

Wu Mangmang gritted her teeth. It seemed the path of admitting fault, apologizing, and flattering wasn’t going to work.

So Wu Mangmang was too lazy to pretend anymore. “Lu Sui, people say that even one night as husband and wife brings a hundred days of grace. I had you in my crosshairs earlier and could have shot your heart, but I didn’t fire. Of course, what you want to do is your business. I’m not forcing you to show me mercy, but you don’t have to lead me around like a dog, do you?”

“I don’t like keeping dogs,” Lu Sui tossed back.

Even stamping her feet was useless. Lu Sui was completely unmoved by either soft or hard approaches. Wu Mangmang had to save her energy and stop talking. But she swore in her heart that she would never speak another word to Lu Sui. This kind of man had no grace at all – she must have been blind back then.

When they reached Camp 3, it was basically dark. Since Lightning team was almost completely eliminated, there wasn’t a single person at this camp.

Wu Mangmang looked at that cute little wooden house and nearly cried – she could finally sit down.

But Lu Sui casually tied her to a post outside the house. Wu Mangmang’s range of movement became a circle with a three-meter diameter.

Wu Mangmang watched helplessly as Lu Sui washed his face and hands, drank water, ate dry food, and lit an alcohol stove to boil water for noodles.

Wu Mangmang swallowed her saliva. Although she hadn’t drunk water, her bladder had accumulated a day’s worth, and she could barely hold it anymore.

Wu Mangmang squeezed her legs tightly together, but unfortunately, the three urgent needs of life couldn’t be suppressed.

“I need to use the bathroom,” Wu Mangmang said to Lu Sui, her face red from holding it in.

“Number one or number two?” Lu Sui replied.

Wu Mangmang gritted her teeth. What kind of question was this?

But if she didn’t speak, Lu Sui wouldn’t move. Wu Mangmang had no choice but to squeeze out the word “one.”

Lu Sui untied Wu Mangmang’s bound hands and pulled her into the wooden house.

“What are you doing?” Wu Mangmang didn’t understand.

In places like this, natural toilets were built outside the wooden house.

“Go to the sleeping bag,” Lu Sui said.

Wu Mangmang could only sit down on the sleeping bag.

“Take off your shoes and pants,” Lu Sui commanded.

“You pervert!” Wu Mangmang cursed.

“Then hold it in, or you can wet the bed,” Lu Sui said.

Wu Mangmang hatefully took off her shoes, crawled into the sleeping bag, took off her pants and threw them out, then raised her chin defiantly to look at Lu Sui without speaking.

Lu Sui threw a pair of hotel disposable slippers to Wu Mangmang. “Go use the bathroom.”

Only then did Wu Mangmang realize Lu Sui was preventing her escape.

Wu Mangmang wanted to immediately run out to use the bathroom, but she was only wearing black lace panties underneath, which was quite embarrassing.

With no choice, Wu Mangmang had to take off her leather jacket and tie it around her waist to cover herself.

Just as Wu Mangmang entered the bathroom, she heard Lu Sui say outside: “Keep singing, or I’ll come in.”

Wu Mangmang angrily clenched her fists and knocked her own head. What sin had she committed in her previous life?

“Two tigers, two tigers run fast…”

After solving her urgent need, Wu Mangmang came out to find Lu Sui wasn’t nearby at all, but was eating noodles at the small table outside the house.

Wu Mangmang swallowed and sharp-eyed saw two noodle bowls on the table. She sat down without any courtesy.

“Did you wash your hands?” Lu Sui asked.

Wu Mangmang blushed and jumped up, running outside to wash her hands.

“What brand of instant noodles is this? It’s really delicious.” Wu Mangmang quickly finished the noodles in her bowl.

Lu Sui said nothing and pushed his bowl to Wu Mangmang.

Wu Mangmang struggled internally for a long time, but half a package of instant noodles couldn’t fill her up at all. Besides, she hadn’t eaten anything for a day and night – the feeling of hunger was definitely unbearable.

And the instant noodles smelled especially fragrant.

Looking at Lu Sui’s face, which clearly read “if you don’t eat it, I’ll make you suffer,” Wu Mangmang immediately lowered her head and started eating.

Forget it – a wise woman doesn’t fight with men. Back when they were dating, she had consumed plenty of Lu Sui’s saliva, even eaten his protein. What was leftover instant noodles compared to that?

But if anyone in this world could make Wu Mangmang die of anger, it would definitely be Lu Sui.

Just as Wu Mangmang finished the noodles, she saw Lu Sui light the fire again and cook another bowl for himself.

Wu Mangmang was completely numb.

While eating noodles, Lu Sui reached out and took a box of milk warmed in the hot water kettle and handed it to Wu Mangmang.

Wu Mangmang had no resistance to milk. Since her dignity was already in the dirt, she didn’t mind adding another layer.

Wu Mangmang sipped the milk in small mouthfuls. “What demands do you want to make by capturing me?”

Lu Sui lifted his eyelids to glance at Wu Mangmang. “What do you think you have that’s worth me asking for?”

Wu Mangmang thought about it and had to admit Lu Sui’s words made sense. Her only advantage was her beauty, but Lu Sui had already obtained that.

“Why don’t you just kill me?” Wu Mangmang said. That way she could leave this damn battlefield and lie on the hotel’s soft bed to sleep.

“I usually don’t like my opponents to die too quickly,” Lu Sui said.

Wu Mangmang nearly choked again and could only say quietly: “I want to wash up.”

“Wait a moment.” Lu Sui stood up.

Wu Mangmang watched him bustle about, quickly preparing two large basins of hot water and placing clean towels in the basins. “Wash up. I’ll go check outside.”

This was the tactic of giving a sweet date after a slap, but Wu Mangmang shamelessly felt her anger disappear.

Washing her face, rinsing her mouth, wiping her body, washing her feet – her whole person felt refreshed.

After Wu Mangmang finished these tasks, she crawled into the sleeping bag to lie down and sleep. She fell asleep quickly. Originally she had fallen asleep, but initially it was only light sleep. In her dream, she was burned by something and suddenly woke up with a start, screaming and trying to sit up: “Lu Sui, what are you doing?!”

Unfortunately, Wu Mangmang couldn’t sit up because she was being pressed down by someone.

The burning sensation on her skin told Wu Mangmang that Lu Sui, this scoundrel, wasn’t wearing a stitch of clothing.