Chapter 759 Defenseless Woman (1/2)

Chapter 759: Defenseless Woman

Translator: Nyoi-Bo StudioEditor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Han Sen was taken aback at the sight of the black-flame phoenix soaring across the horizon. Its speed was incredible, and it disappeared from sight within the blink of an eye.

A heat wave descended from the sky and almost cooked Han Sen's body hair.

Fortunately, the phoenix did not seem to be interested in them. It simply flew on its own accord and disappeared. That being said, it seemed to be going in the direction Han Sen had selected for his own journey.

”Why don't we switch course and choose a different direction to go in? Ill fortune is the only thing that can come from a close-encounter with such a creature,” Zhou Yumei suggested with worry.

Before they caught sight of the bird, Zhou Yumei noticed her Little Orange was a little on edge.

Han Sen shook his head, however. ”We have to go this way.”

If he wanted to cross the Black Desert, he had to continue in the direction he was going. And the phoenix-like bird did not seem interested in them, anyway. It was most likely just passing by.

After another two days of travel, it occurred to Han Sen that they had not again seen the bird, whereas Zhou Yumei forgot about the sighting entirely. After dark, Han Sen erected a tent so he could rest for the night and move on the morrow.

”How come you only ever erect one tent for yourself? Where do you expect me to sleep, huh?” Zhou Yumei's black eyes were opened wide.

”If you don't fancy sleeping outside in the rough, then come inside and sleep with me.” Han Sen was already crawling into the tent as he spoke.

”You... what a gentleman,” Zhou Yumei said sarcastically. She peered into the darkness of the desert all around them, then crawled inside after Han Sen.

It was a simple tent, and it was not one you could stand up in. The silver fox and Little Orange were already inside and had gotten all snug. Lying down, Zhou Yumei could feel Han Sen's body warmth.

”I'm warning you. Don't get any funny ideas,” Zhou Yumei told Han Sen, with the eyes of a mad woman.

”Do not worry; I lacked the gentle love of a mother when I was young.” Han Sen did not even look at Zhou Yumei while he spoke. Instead, his eyes were fixed on a book he had just pulled out from his pack.

”What is that supposed to mean?” Zhou Yumei froze, unable to understand what Han Sen meant by that.

”Nothing. I'm just complimenting the fact that you are young and small,” Han Sen casually said.

”You have good taste, but no matter how pretty I am, you can't...” Zhou Yumei was a little shy, and she spoke while looking down.

But she only spoke half of her sentence when she glanced that her breasts, which were like two little hills upon her chest. Her face quickly flushed red and she said, ”You are the one who is small!”