29: Chapter 29: Snake Invasion 29: Chapter 29: Snake Invasion Three days had passed.
For Ouyang Feiting, it felt like she was in Purgatory those three days.
The hardships on the deserted island were nothing to Ouyang Feiting; she could endure them no matter how tough it got.
But with Wang Yan by her side, she suddenly realized she couldn’t hold on for long.
During these three days, Wang Yan enjoyed hot springs, sea baths, and sunbathing.
Every day, he had a variety of meals: sometimes catching a bird from nowhere, or fishing one from the sea, or catching a rabbit from the woods—he even made sashimi and baked sea cucumber like a magician.
Moreover, every time, Wang Yan would quietly leave half the food for Ouyang Feiting, but when she discovered it, she would kick it away.
Ouyang Feiting was already going crazy.
Without Wang Yan, she could have stayed on the island for three months without a problem, but because of him, she didn’t even want to stay one more day.
Clearly, there was plenty of food on the island, yet she had to eat bugs.
There was fresh water everywhere, yet she collected a tiny bit with a small bowl.
There were hot springs to bathe in, sea water to soak in, and sun to bask in, yet she did none of these, conserving her energy instead.
Everything she did was strictly according to the survival handbook’s requirements, but Wang Yan didn’t care about that at all and lived more freely.
Several times, Ouyang Feiting had taken out the signal flare gun, ready to pull the trigger and get a yacht to take her back.
But the stakes this time were too high; pressing the trigger meant becoming Wang Yan’s slave.
As the dignified heiress of the Ouyang Family, becoming a slave to a wild kid made her question how she could face anyone in Wanghai City.
Three days of torment brought Ouyang Feiting to the brink of collapse.
On the third night, with only a few bugs in her stomach and suppressing her hunger, Ouyang Feiting drifted off to sleep again.
Again, for three consecutive days, Ouyang Feiting dreamed of roasted birds flying toward her.
This time, she reached out all night, and finally, this time, she caught the bird in her hand.
In her dream, Ouyang Feiting was overjoyed and quickly cupped the bird in her hands, ready to take a large bite.
But then, she saw Wang Yan appear before her and reach out toward her body.
Reluctant to let go of the roasted bird in her hand, she ended up letting Wang Yan’s hands embrace her.
Ouyang Feiting felt Wang Yan’s hands were icy cold, sending a shiver through her entire body, but in the dream, she was powerless to resist, allowing Wang Yan to approach her.
She felt Wang Yan’s body ice-cold as he held her.
Both ashamed and sheepish, she had frequented bars but had never been this intimately close to a man.
Gradually, her breathing became heavier, her body stiffening, almost unable to move.
Finally mustering the last bit of strength, Ouyang Feiting shouted, “Wang Yan, get away from me!”
As these words escaped her lips, she snapped her eyes open.
“Ah—it was just a dream!” Ouyang Feiting let out a sigh of relief, then immediately thought, “How shameless, how could I dream of Wang Yan and have such an embarrassing dream.”
Slowly regaining her composure, she looked up to see someone standing in front of her under the pitch-black night sky—it was Wang Yan.
“Could it be… did Wang Yan really try to take advantage of me just now?
Is that why I had this dream?
Or was the dream real?” Ouyang Feiting was stunned, immediately thinking of jumping out of her sleeping bag.
At that moment, Wang Yan spoke in a low voice, “Don’t move.”
Ouyang Feiting immediately cursed, “Scoundrel, why shouldn’t I move?
You dare take advantage of me when I’m vulnerable. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ NovᴇlFɪre.nᴇt
Do you know who I am?
If you dare lay a hand on me, the Ouyang Family will see that you meet a terrible end.”
While yelling, Ouyang Feiting struggled to get out of the sleeping bag.
But then, Ouyang Feiting noticed something wasn’t right; she still felt an ice-cold sensation on her body, and indeed, something was squirming inside her sleeping bag.
Startled, just as she was about to scream, Wang Yan bent down, covered her mouth, and whispered, “Don’t scream.
Listen, a snake got into your sleeping bag.
If you want it to bite you, then scream.”
Ouyang Feiting, in terror, shook her head immediately.
Wang Yan nodded and said, “I’ll let go now, so keep your mouth shut tight.”
Seeing her nod, Wang Yan slowly released his hand.
Her teeth chattering, Ouyang Feiting felt as though the snake had slithered up her pants and onto her thigh.
“Quick…get it out,” she pleaded, keeping her voice low.
“Don’t move!” Wang Yan approached the end of the sleeping bag and crouched down.
Though she couldn’t see, Ouyang Feiting sensed that Wang Yan was about to open the sleeping bag.
Sure enough, Wang Yan said, “I’m reaching in to catch the snake now.
Don’t move at all, or it’s not my fault if you get bitten.”
Ouyang Feiting was too scared to nod, whispering, “Okay, got it, hurry up.”
After saying that, she felt a large, cold hand reach into the bag from the end, first touching her foot.
Her feet were extremely ticklish, and Wang Yan’s touch was unbearable.
Yet she didn’t dare move, afraid that any shift would startle the snake.
Wang Yan’s hand moved carefully up.
Although Ouyang Feiting knew he was trying to avoid contacting her body, the pants were too tight; inevitably, his hand brushed lightly against her.
This light touch was more unnerving than a solid grasp.
She felt a chill where he brushed against her leg, a wave of goosebumps spreading swiftly over her body.
Clenching her teeth, Ouyang Feiting desperately wished he would quickly grab the snake and remove his hand from her pants.
To her, Wang Yan’s hand was more terrifying than the snake.
Finally, Wang Yan’s hand reached where the snake coiled, proceeding cautiously, gently.
Ouyang Feiting’s heart leapt to her throat, fearing it might escape if she opened her mouth.
At this moment, her anxiety was not just about the snake but Wang Yan’s hand venturing where it shouldn’t.
Just then, Wang Yan’s hand finally moved.