Crossdressing as a man: Tyrant, do you dare not to love me?

Chapter 492 Misunderstanding resolved ([-])
"Ok!"

Ruan Taotao nodded heavily, and finally had a sincere smile on his face.

The appearance of Ji Damei really gave her a lot of confidence.

Maybe it's not that bad, it's just that time and space are messed up and everyone is sent to an unknown place.

"Which direction did you come from just now? Let's look around." Ruan Taotao suggested.

Ji Damei waved her hand, "When the chaos subsides, there is no one else around me, and these roads have already made me confused."

After taking a sip of water, he continued, "Little Taotao, I think we'd better not wander around, find a place where there are no rocks to set up camp, send people out every day to leave some signals, and wait for the senior brother to come, so as not to wander around."

Taking advantage of Ruan Taotao's inattention, Ji Damei looked at the mysterious uncle provocatively, "Besides, brother is smart, he will definitely find us much faster than we can find him."

"..." The mysterious man's face darkened.

"Okay!"

Ruan Taotao, who didn't notice the battle of little eyes just now, was very much in favor of this proposal.

His face was full of excitement, and he became more and more confident in finding Shangguan Mo.

Sitting on a big rock beside her, Ji Damei put down a lot of things in her hand, and began to apply medicine to her sprained foot.

"Xiao Taotao, I didn't know you were in this direction until I met Qi Yichen."

"Ahh...they found food?"

It was only then that Ruan Taotao noticed that Ji Damei was holding some prey and several water bags in his hands, no wonder he had water to drink just now.

"I found it. Qi Yichen asked me to bring these food back. He said it was for us to eat. I guess he meant it for you and me."

"..."

Ruan Taotao glanced darkly at Miss Ji, and then at the mysterious uncle with a black face.

It's really disharmonious...

"Little Taotao, there are wild fruits in that cloth bag, you eat them first."

"……Oh."

Opening the cloth bag, the wild fruit looks a bit like an orange, but it might actually be an orange...

It just doesn't need to be washed, and it is more convenient to eat.

But as soon as the orange peel is peeled off, the fresh orange fragrance can be smelled in the air.

Looking up, the uncle's face was indeed darker.

(End of this chapter)