A fragrant warmth embraced him, soft like a ball of cotton candy.
Shawn couldn't help but tighten his hold on Beth, enjoying the warm, humid embrace of the moment.
And it was at this exact moment that Shawn felt the hostility seemed to grow stronger.
He leaned his lips close to Beth's ear, which was like a dewy, dew-kissed daisy petal, and asked intimately, like a couple reunited after a short separation.
"It seems my Commander has made another foolish boy fall in love."
Upon hearing Shawn utter the words 'Commander', Beth's already flushed earlobes deepened in color.
Coupled with Beth's naturally fair complexion, she suddenly seemed to possess a touch of mature charm.
Beth, of course, knew what Shawn meant; ever since that night when Beth was even more proactive than Shawn…
She leaned her head onto Shawn's shoulder, speaking as if she were singing.
"Your punishment tonight: be my soldier again!"
"Yes, sir."
Shawn smiled, for at that moment, he met the young boy's gaze.
This time, it seemed, there was something different in his eyes, which was why he didn't instinctively avoid Shawn's gaze.
Shawn stared at him, his face flushed, but he stubbornly refused to lower his head.
"Is he looking at us?" Beth suddenly asked.
"Let him look if he wants to."
Shawn gently held Beth's curvy bottom, adjusting their embrace to a more comfortable position for her, lightly supporting the back of her neck, and deeply kissed her.
It was a fleeting moment, and amidst the knowing smiles of the crowd, three people's minds went blank.
Embracing and kissing Beth again, this feeling was still very unique.
And besides Shawn and Beth, the boy standing outside the crowd had a face that turned from red to pale; witnessing this scene firsthand was undoubtedly a significant blow to him.
Shawn opened his slightly narrowed, intoxicated eyes and glanced at the young boy.
Just as Shawn had always said, he actually didn't like violence; violence was merely the simplest means to deal with violence.
But even without using violence, Shawn still had ten thousand ways to trample this so-called 'love rival' underfoot.
Beth didn't pay him any mind, and Shawn wouldn't either.
Without Shawn, he couldn't even guarantee his basic survival, yet he was still thinking about falling in love?
Shawn just found him adorable.
Gently setting Beth down, Shawn looked at Shane, who was standing beside him with his arms crossed.
"What's his name?"
"Wales."
"Good name. Let him join the army; his training will be doubled."
"Don't worry."
Shane nodded, instantly understanding.
Actually, Shane had already warned him several times in private.
First, a verbal warning, and if words didn't work, then fists, but in the Camp, the limit of punishment was fists.
Yet, that kid was incredibly stubborn; no matter how much he was beaten, he wouldn't yield.
Otherwise, Shane himself would have solved this troublesome matter before Shawn returned, to prevent that kid from constantly lingering around Beth.
However, it was good that Shawn came personally; Shane didn't believe that he could cause any trouble for Shawn.
When Shawn was swinging a sledgehammer in the zombie horde, this kid was probably picking up discarded food somewhere to eat.
"To be honest, you scared me."
Rick breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing Shawn's return.
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However, his'scared' in his words wasn't referring to the previous misunderstanding, but rather Shawn bringing so many people back to the Prison, and coincidentally, bringing back so many supplies.
"Didn't Daryl and the others come back first to tell you?" Shawn asked, puzzled.
"They came back at just the right time. I need to be responsible for the others in the Camp."
Rick turned around and pointed to the wall, where the Dixon Brothers were leaning.
Seeing the two of them look over, Merle, holding a bottle of beer, waved down below.
Rick looked back at Shawn and gently patted his arm.
"No matter what, it's good that you're back."
Shawn could clearly feel that Rick's strained nerves relaxed slightly when he said this.
"Lori's due date is approaching?"
"Within three months." Rick nodded. "Hershel said the last three months are a critical period."
"Then congratulations to you all."
As he said this, Shawn glanced at Shane, who was pretending not to care but was actually listening more intently than anyone else, with his ears perked up.
Afterward, Shawn led everyone to the convoy.
"Let me introduce them."
"Diana, from the Alexandria Community."
"Guillermo, Dr. Steven, Officer Lamson, from the Nursing Home and Hospital in Atlanta."
"Columbus, Tarah…"
Shawn introduced them one by one to Rick and the others, as these people would also be important members of the Camp in the future.
"You said you moved the entire Hospital?"
Rick frowned, and in his light-colored eyes, Shawn saw surprise.
Yes, surprise.
As the number of people in the Camp grew, medical care had become a major unavoidable problem for the Prison.
Hershel was a veterinarian and could handle some simple injuries; he could even tough it out with slightly more serious ones if necessary.
But compared to a professional doctor, he was still lacking.
Now, seeing Shawn bring back an entire medical team, Rick's long-standing worries and anxieties about Lori and the child transformed into deep joy.
Then Shawn arranged for the people from the Prison to help transport all the supplies from the cargo trucks into the Prison.
The AI module blocks were personally moved by Shawn and his team to the third floor of the Administrative Building and temporarily sealed in the Deputy Warden's office.
After doing all this, when Shawn went downstairs, he happened to come across a slightly slender figure; her eyes were a little red.
"I just found out you were back."
Carol gave Shawn a warm hug.
Carol's voice was a little nasal when she spoke, sounding slightly distorted.
"Do you have a cold?"
"The weather has been cooling down recently. It's nothing."
Carol chuckled, wiping the corners of her eyes.
"I was originally planning to make some jerky and sandwiches for everyone tonight, but seeing the supplies you brought back, I think I should change my mind."
Shawn also smiled, but then watched her silently for a long moment before suddenly speaking.
"You've worked hard, Carol, both in the past and now."
Carol turned back abruptly, hurrying towards the direction of the dining hall, muttering.
"What do you mean 'worked hard'? You're just a half-grown kid yourself."
Only after Shawn watched her disappear from sight did he turn and walk out of the Administrative Building.
Outside the Administrative Building.
Carl stood with his hands in his pockets, his back to him.
When Shawn walked out, Carl's shoulders were still uncontrollably rising and falling.
He had clearly run all the way, but he deliberately pretended to be oblivious, standing at the doorway.
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