"But we're different genders, it's not appropriate." Although Ye Feng appeared quite pitiable, Zhong Wuling did not agree.
No way she would agree to sharing a tent with a stranger man, not even if you killed her.
"Alright then, I'll just sleep outside. Anyway, if I freeze to death, no one will feel sorry for me." Seeing that Zhong Wuling was adamant, Ye Feng had no choice but to resign himself.
Otherwise, what could he do, use force? That wasn't Ye Feng's style.
Once Ye Feng didn't insist further, Zhong Wuling quickly entered the tent, fearing Ye Feng might change his mind.
"Oh, life is tough, it's so cold." After Zhong Wuling went inside, Ye Feng didn't give up and wailed outside.
In fact, his situation wasn't that bad. His current strategy was to get Zhong Wuling to let him in.
Hearing Ye Feng's wailing, Zhong Wuling indeed felt a bit reluctant.
However, thinking about being in a cramped space with a stranger man, she ultimately couldn't convince herself.
