C180 The Water Was Stolen

With great care, I moved Sleepy Ning Xiang to a nearby straw mattress. With a flip of my body, I got up. With an ugly expression, I walked to the entrance of the cave and scolded, "Bastard! You're courting death! Why are you yelling so early in the morning?"

I took a deep breath of the cold morning air. It felt even better than breathing oxygen