Chapter 1515
Chapter 1515: Such a Shameless Person Part 2 (4)_1
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All sorts of flavors suddenly took over her taste buds.
Devina Millet blinked her miserable eyes, almost shedding tears, yet she endured the assault on her taste buds, chewing the charred fish meat, and with a grit of her teeth, swallowed it down.
Flossie Wright merely looked on, her eyebrows tightly furrowed.
Really now.
Quite good at messing oneself up.
Flossie touched her nose.
Her gaze shifted slightly, looking at the two fish Perry Reed had left behind, and she felt utterly speechless.
If Perry knew his fish were mutilated to such a pitiful state by Devina, then her troubles wouldn’t be as simple as eating charred fish.
With a frown, Flossie stood up.
"Where are you going?"
Pounding her chest hard, Devina, whose mouth still hadn’t cleared of the taste, suspiciously watched Flossie.
"To catch fish."
She draped the "raincoat" over her body and coldly replied to Devina.
Devina’s gaze involuntarily paused on her.
Flossie’s raincoat was quite well-made.
Similar to a straw raincoat style, it was connected at the top with a long leaf and around the neck was an extra string to tie it up at the front.
The parachute fabric, divided into three colors, perfectly fell to her ankles.
Far from the ugliness she had imagined, on Flossie, it emanated an aura of fashion.
To Devina, this thing was nothing short of revolting.
"Take me with you."
After hesitating, Devina stood up from the ground.
She had never caught fish before.
In the past couple of days, even if she saw fish in the river, she had no way to catch them. Now, hearing Flossie say this, she definitely wanted to "steal the skill."
"Keep the fire burning."
With a cold glance, Flossie said sternly.
That stopped Devina in her tracks.
Devina frowned unhappily.
Without paying her any attention, Flossie went off to the creek.
Just a moment ago, when she was handling the fish, she had seen some in the stream.
They were all very small, though.
Catching a few to stave off hunger was still possible.
After Flossie left, Devina sat by the campfire, listlessly.
Really hungry and unable to bear it, she opted to bite into the fish a few times, but ultimately, driven by the feeling of disgust, spat out all of the charred fish meat.
The rain drizzled down, growing heavier and heavier.
Devina finally realized that the campfire in front of her—
Er, was about to go out.
Before the fire completely died, Flossie finally returned, carrying a dozen small fish.
Devina watched her rather awkwardly.
"Couldn’t you have covered it?"
Glancing at the nearly extinguished fire, Flossie’s eyebrows twitched slightly, and she swept a killing cold glance at Devina without any semblance of goodwill.
Devina stood frozen in place.
truly hadn’t thought about it.
Heading over to the tree from earlier, Flossie picked up the leftover tent material and tossed it to Devina.
"Hold it up, block the rain," said Flossie with a touch of impatience.
Utterly without sense, Devina took the fabric and held it above her own head.
Flossie’s patience ran out, "I meant to cover the fire."
Devina’s movement froze.
Looking up and seeing Flossie’s indifferent expression, it seemed she really wasn’t joking.
So, Devina resigned herself to do as told.
— End of Chapter 1515 —