Mr. Lu, the World’s Sweetest Man

They didn't dare to pick fruits they didn't recognize. In the jungle, any fruits they didn't recognize might poison a person.

Besides, the trees, flowers and fruits here are all unseen.

But just after the fruit was picked, the man was stung by a wasp, the fruit fell to the ground, his hand was swollen like a steamed bun, and he screamed in pain.

Ling Juetian looked up at him and said, "An Che, if you play any tricks, I will make An Qi repeat the same mistakes as this subordinate."

"Okay." An Che shrugged, "Didn't I just say that everything here can't be touched casually? What I can touch doesn't mean you can touch it too."

"You all stay a little longer, your life matters." Ling Juetian shouted at his subordinates.

Naturally, the subordinates did not dare to touch again.

An Che didn't say anything anymore. Wherever the others dared to pick fruit, they all took out canned dry food from their bags to eat.

"An Qi!" An Che yelled.

Ling Juetian's people suddenly became nervous again, and surrounded An Qi, for fear that An Che would use any means.

"Catch it." An Che threw two fruits over.

An Qi took it, and saw Ling Juetian and the others shriveled and couldn't help but laugh.

She finally knows now, and there is no one to ask for a favor by following An Che down the cliff.

It was a matter of time for An Che to take her off Ling Juetian's claws.

It's just that An Che will definitely stop these people if they are exhausted.

An Qi smiled sweetly at An Che, took the fruit and started eating.

Ling Juetian and others continued to eat dry food, compressed biscuits and the like, neither dared to learn An Che's picking fruits, nor could they eat the fruits An Che threw to An Qi.

At night, Ling Juetian's people were even more serious, cleaning up the surrounding weeds and leaves, pulling a hammock on the tree, and ordering people to take turns to watch the night.

Anyway, he was not afraid of An Che's escape with An Qi. Ling Juetian's fear of the two of them was not as deep as his fear of everything unknown in the jungle.

It may be because of An Che's presence, but no birds or predators came over, and the whole night was peaceful.

Ling Juetian was not harsh on An Qi, and provided her with the best food and clothing, so naturally he would not treat her badly.

In the morning, continue on the road.

The jungle is very sultry, the sun can't shine, but there is no wind, and the air is suffocating.

Ling Juetian and others were wearing protective clothing, except for An Che.

An Che was dressed simply, with a simple shirt and vest. When he was hot, he took off his shirt and tied it around his waist, revealing his white vest and strong muscles.

The others couldn't stand the heat. One subordinate was really too hot and took off his protective clothing, but suddenly, as if something had gotten into his body, he fell to the ground, and the severe pain made him too late to shout. He opened his eyes wide, kicked his feet, and died inexplicably.

"Young Master Ling." The others shouted in horror.

Ling Juetian rushed over to take a look, only to see that the person's body had been bitten by something, but he didn't know what it was, something seemed to have penetrated into his body.

This situation is disgusting and even more fearful, but no one can do anything about it.

Ling Juetian and his subordinates, apart from eating, never dared to open the protective clothing.

An Qi couldn't stand the heat too, but she didn't make a sound.