Mo Beiyan grabbed his shoulder and lifted him up, Luo Xiao's eyes were bloodshot and gloomy, "What do you want to do?"
"Aren't you feeling uncomfortable? I have a good idea," Mo Beiyan dragged him up and took a few steps to the riverbank, then with a strong toss, he threw Luo Xiao into the river, "Cool off well, this water is definitely ice cold."
"..."
Luo Xiao choked on a few mouthfuls of water; the river water was indeed very cold. He shivered, but his body was feverishly hot, forcing him to grit his teeth and close his eyes.
Mo Beiyan strode over to the bonfire, Mo Nanjue still stood there motionless, he gave him a push on the shoulder, "Are you paralyzed?"
Mo Nanjue coldly pushed his hand away, "Don't touch me!"
"Oh, you're starting to talk like Luo Xiao," Mo Beiyan pulled him to sit by the bonfire. He picked up a stick, "Hungry? I'll catch some rabbits for a midnight snack?"
