Chapter 479: Crossing the Malaria Forest

For the next few days, this tiger seemed to have attached itself to the two of them, appearing punctually every time it was time for meals.

It had some semblance of humanity, knowing not to come empty-handed. In the beginning, it would always bring something from the wild.

However, considering the previous bitter lesson, Cheyenne made Kelvin the first one to try the stuff brought by the tiger to ensure there were no side effects before she would eat it herself. Cheyenne gave it a new name – Dumb Cat!

Never had she seen a tiger drink fish soup and act cute, completely lacking any sense of intimidation.

Dumb Cat loved eating fish and its movements and sense of smell were keener than theirs.

Every day, it would bring a large pile of fish to her, then raise its tail with an air of arrogance as if to say, “You, prepare the fish soup for me.” It was almost laughable for Cheyenne. She was being bossed around by a tiger!

At this moment, Kelvin returned from the forest, bearing several fresh wounds on him.

This forest on the small island harbored many dangers – red ants the size of fingernails, fist-sized colorful spiders, and venomous snakes that might fall from the trees.

It was summer now, and there were annoying mosquitoes at night. With her delicate skin, even a single mosquito bite would cause a large inflamed area.

She hadn’t had a good sleep for two nights already.

When Kelvin returned, he specifically picked some mugwort in the forest.

“Cheyenne, I’m back.”

Cheyenne was standing by the entrance of the cave, cooking fish soup in a stone pot. As his familiar and comforting voice reached her ears, her heart inexplicably began to flutter irregularly. Glancing sidelong at him, she made a dissatisfied sound and kicked the lazy cat who was napping.

replied, “You don’t have to

In their days together, she would respond passionately during their intimate moments

to treat Cheyenne the same way

turned… Yet he was lucky enough because she still allowed him to touch

tidying up and walked over to her, squatting down in front of her.

wrong? Are you

We’ve been on

her eyes, worry shimmering in them.

heart sank

with her this way wasn’t too bad. But he had

this small deserted island felt like an abandoned mermaid left stranded on the beach… She was born to

kiss on her forehead. His deep and husky voice assured her, “Cheyenne, we

time with her, enjoying this intimate world of two, he didn’t tell

watch, equipped with a tracking and

computer would display his location, and Chris would be able to find him right

place and light fireworks. The passing planes will surely see our distress

This was Cheyenne’s idea.

afraid to go inside… Kelvin said it was dangerous and didn’t let her venture in. Seeing her determination, Kelvin, knowing that her efforts would be in vain, still smiled

accompany you. You haven’t entered the poisonous fog

relieved. She leaned against his thigh and gradually fell

conflicted, fixated on his watch. His complex and hesitant emotions intertwined throughout the night, and he stayed awake until dawn. Just as the sun rose, Cheyenne used the remaining fabric in the box to wrap both herself and Kelvin,

needle was honed from animal bones, and the thread was found with the help of the tiger

fibers to make silk thread, it was

filled a bamboo tube with

the paths inside. He walked

followed closely behind, its growling causing birds to scatter and the trees to

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