Su Qinglan finished sorting the herbs, fruits, and dried meat, her hands moving quickly but her mind still stuck on one thing: the missing third pregnant female.
The thought sat in her chest like a stone.
Still, she forced herself to sit down and eat something first. Her stomach was empty and cold, and she needed strength if she was really going to search the mountain later.
Hu Yan warmed some broth on the little stone stove. The smell made the house feel cozy again. She ate quietly, trying to calm her racing thoughts.
But the moment she swallowed the last sip…
A warm hand wrapped around her wrist.
Hu Yan.
He didn't say a word. He simply tugged her gently but firmly toward the sleeping corner.
Su Qinglan blinked. "…What?"
Hu Yan just stared at her with those deep, calm eyes and tugged again.
She still didn't understand. Why was he being so clingy all of a sudden?
But then...Ah…right.
She remembered the moment she had to go down the mountain earlier.
