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Xie Jingchen, upon hearing his little wife speak, immediately cooperated by using his spiritual power to pick all the oranges from several large trees—green, partially ripe, and fully ripe—and stashed them all into the Space Button, incidentally earning a dissatisfied pat on the shoulder from Yan Jinsu.
Xie Jingchen narrowed his eyes with amusement, then picked two oranges that were partially ripe and handed them to her, coaxing:
"Wife, we have been hurrying all afternoon and haven’t had lunch. It’s not good to eat too many unripe ones; they could upset the stomach with their sourness."
It wasn’t that he was teasing her with any ulterior motives; he genuinely knew his little wife preferred sweets over sour flavors. The occasional swallowing must be her salivating over the scent of the oranges.
"Mmm, then you split half the oranges with me later... I want the green-skinned ones!" Yan Jinsu stubbornly continued to set her sights on the green-skinned oranges.
"No, let’s split them evenly. It’s okay to eat some green-skinned ones, but eating too many can hurt the teeth."
"Hmph." Yan Jinsu leaned into his ear and hummed softly in response, having already tossed her weapon back into the space, her small hands now peeling the skin of a partially ripe orange.
Although the juice made her hands dirty and sticky, the scent of the fruit became even stronger in the air, whetting Yan Jinsu’s appetite before she even began to eat, making her swallow eagerly.
Xie Jingchen, smelling this sour scent, felt his own teeth go on edge without having eaten anything! He pulled a wry face, watching his little wife’s small head on his shoulder with a mixture of helplessness and indulgence, and continued the motion of ’picking’ wild fruits with his hands.
Yan Jinsu felt that the fruit really tasted excellent, genuinely crisp, and even the sour ones quickly turned sweet once in her mouth!
Yan Jinsu only ate one segment of the orange, and her almond eyes immediately widened: It was so delicious!
She swiftly finished the orange in her hand, then silently continued to peel and eat a second one.
"Brother Chen, five o’clock direction!" Yan Jinsu, biting into the orange flesh, abruptly leaned into Xie Jingchen’s ear and said.
Though Yan Jinsu wasn’t using spiritual power, she had a natural instinct; as long as there were scents in the wind or traces in the air, she was always extremely keen to sense them, sooner than others.
Xie Jingchen, cooperating, covered both of them with his spiritual power and discovered a monkey—one with not only a red buttocks but also red eyes!
Intriguingly human-like, it climbed onto an old tree in their inclined direction and, in its monkey hand, carried a little crossbow!
Yan Jinsu didn’t see it, but Xie Jingchen’s heart tightened instantly, noticing the arrows on the crossbow had a dim green gleam.
The red-eyed monkey appeared puzzled as it looked at the two people—or was it one person—below the tree.
After contemplating, it decided there was no need to be conflicted; it just had to complete its task!
Its eyes, red as blood and devoid of any whites, grew more determined. The red-eyed monkey had already aimed the crossbow at the tallest head, then without any hesitation, pulled the trigger—
Xie Jingchen, with the advantage of his spiritual power’s foresight, reacted instantly. The monkey was thirty meters away, and he could easily evade.
At the same time, he drew a Type 54 handgun, aimed with one hand while moving his wife’s head behind his neck with the other. The gun fired with a ’bang,’ as he instructed his wife:
"Wife, be careful! Don’t stick your head out."
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