Li Qingcang taught Ye Tianxin how to eat the fruits of the cacti.
When the skin of the fruit was peeled, there was some reddish-brown liquid inside.
The reddish-brown liquid flowed down his fingers to the yellow sand.
“Here.”
Ye Tianxin took the fruit and gently sipped the liquid, and a sour feeling filled her mouth.
“It’s delicious.”
Anything could become food in the desert.
Sitting beside the cacti, Ye Tianxin and Li Qingcang lowered their heads and silently shared the fruits.
It was probably because Li Qingcang was by Ye Tianxin’s side right now.
Ye Tianxin felt relaxed instinctively.
She leaned on Li Qingcang’s back and whispered, “I’m so sleepy, Brother Li.”
Until now, Ye Tianxin had been very tense ever since she got on the plane.
Just as Augustine said, nobody here could be trusted.
Ye Tianxin trusted neither Tang Song nor Qin Chuan, so she never got a good night’s sleep.
However, it’s different now.
Her backbone was here with her.
She could rest assured to sleep against Li Qingcang’s back.
She believed that even if he did not admit that he was Li Qingcang right now, he wouldn’t hurt her.
Whether or not he admitted it, he was still Li Qingcang. Ye Tianxin couldn’t be more certain of that.
Ye Tianxin leaned on Li Qingcang’s back and gradually let out a uniform breathing sound in a short while.
Li Qingcang smiled slightly under his mask.
After a while, Li Qingcang waited until Ye Tianxin was asleep before he took off his windbreaker and spread it out on the sand, then held Ye Tianxin in his arms.
He stared at Ye Tianxin’s face affectionately. There was a touch of reddish-brown at the corner of her mouth.
The color was as bright red as her lipstick.
She looked so beautiful in her sleep that he desperately wanted to admit that he was Li Qingcang.
His big hand caressed Ye Tianxin’s little, porcelain-like face.
“Tianxin… Tianxin…”
His voice was deep and sexy, like the sound of strings of a cello.
The bright moonlight shone on her face, but Li Qingcang didn’t feel sleepy at all.
He looked at Ye Tianxin eagerly. He wished that he could have turned her into a doll and put her into his pocket to take her to wherever he wanted to go.
Then Li Qingcang saw Ye Tianxin’s feet. There were some fine wounds on her feet.
They could only be the wounds that were left by her escape from the Desert Eagle.
Unfortunately, Li Qingcang didn’t have any medicine with him, so he couldn’t apply the medicine onto Ye Tianxin’s feet.
She was barefoot, and she’s probably fine because it was night.
However, the sun would scorch the desert as soon as the day came tomorrow.
How could her delicate feet stand the desert?
It would be wrong for her to walk in such circumstances.
Li Qingcang thought he had to carry her on his back tomorrow, but he was afraid that the longer he stayed with her, the more he was reluctant to leave her.
He was afraid that he would want to be with her forever and never be separated.
A scorpion crawled over from a distance.
It even looked a bit cute with the way it flailed its claws.
Li Qingcang reached out and grabbed the scorpion.
It could be delicious if it’s handled properly.
His horse was gone now.
