Bo Huan's smile grew a bit deeper at the corners of her lips. She then slowly stood up straight and casually spoke: "Forget it, secretive talk isn't quite suitable for me..."
Listening to Bo Huan's words, Xu Jiaojiao opened her mouth but remembered the woman's earlier warning and gave up.
"Yes... not... not suitable."
"Hmm."
Bo Huan no longer paid attention to Xu Jiaojiao and continued to sit at the mountaintop, using her phone to capture the scenery.
Xu Jiaojiao could only take out a tent from her bag to set up.
In fact, Xu Jiaojiao brought a simple tent that didn't require much setup. It was compressed, and after taking it out from the backpack, it automatically popped open.
Xu Jiaojiao didn't dare provoke Bo Huan again, so she hid in the tent to touch up her makeup.
No matter what... she must surpass Bo Huan.
She refuses to believe that after putting on makeup, she wouldn't look better than Bo Huan.
...
At the foot of the mountain:
