My Scheming Little Devil
Chapter 1247: How Much Flesh Can You Have
Third Young Master Jun also had a headache, and finally put down the huge burden on his back, cut a few smooth bamboos, made a sled, placed the luggage on it, and tied one end of a mountaineering rope to it, the other end tied around his waist, dragging it across the ground as he walked.
"Come on up, let your husband carry you." Third Young Master Jun said with a smile, "I’ve never carried a woman before, didn’t expect my first time to be here!"
"But I’m very heavy," Ye Lu’s delicate eyebrows furrowed. The path was already difficult to walk, and with her on his back, their pace would be even slower, and he would be very tired.
"How heavy can you be? Don’t underestimate your husband’s strength."
Third Young Master Jun scanned her body dismissively, bent down, picked her up on his back directly, and dragged the luggage on the ground as he moved forward.
Ye Lu’s arms wrapped around his shoulders, watching him carry her and dragging the luggage. At first, it seemed not too strenuous for him.
But after half an hour, she felt his steps slowing down considerably. Sweat streamed down his forehead, and his back was drenched, yet he clenched his teeth and made no sound, like a tireless robot.
She felt really bad seeing this, her heart aching.
If she had never suffered this way, and he was a young master, how much could he have endured? Even if he had once entered the primeval forest for an adventure, he was always followed by a team who served him, and probably even had people setting up his tent for him.
Nowhere near as tough as the current situation, exhausting and hopeless, relying only on themselves.
Thinking of everything since they met, her heart overflowed with sorrow. If it weren’t for her, he would be living comfortably as a young master back home, not taking on his godfather’s dangerous tasks, not getting involved in this operation against drug lords, not being surrounded, and certainly not ending up in such a desperate state!
If a sacrifice was truly necessary this time, she only wished to sacrifice herself, to do something for him. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢
They continued, stopping and starting, their pace slowing even more; the distance covered in the second and third days totaled no more than twenty kilometers.
Ye Lu noticed that his complexion had grown even paler, a clear sign of fatigue evident on his face.
Worry filled her heart; his injuries from before hadn’t fully recovered, and even if they had, his body wasn’t as strong as before.
Moreover, their luck had been really bad. On the third night, lying in the tent, they heard the sound of torrential rain pouring down outside, the mist and dampness both thick, raindrops hitting the tent, seeming to permeate through with a chilling coldness.
The temperature in the forest was already lower than usual, and now with the rain, it had dropped nearly ten degrees. Ye Lu felt so cold she shuddered.
"This rain couldn’t have come at a worse time, I hope it stops by tomorrow morning." Third Young Master Jun’s brows were also furrowed, his expression full of concern. Walking in the forest on a sunny day was very different from during the rain.
Rain would be very troublesome, and the mountain paths would be wet and slippery, making it very easy to slip and fall.
But what they feared the most was encountering flash floods or landslides in the primeval forest; those were the real dangers, and impossible to defend against.
"With such heavy rain, we don’t need to keep watch tonight." The only consolation for Ye Lu was this, as they had been taking turns sleeping, never daring to sleep at the same time.
Now they could finally lie down together and have a good night’s rest.
"Are you cold?" Third Young Master Jun noticed her shrinking and immediately covered her with the only blanket they had, wrapping her up in it.
In order to simplify their gear, he didn’t dare bring much else, but he had brought a blanket, afraid she would be cold at night.
However, he hadn’t anticipated that a heavy rain would cause such a sharp drop in temperature, even he felt the cold seeping into his body.