Four hours later, under Fu Xiaoling's resentful gaze, Noah lazily took over the helm.
"Here," Noah nonchalantly tossed a big red apple to Fu Xiaoling.
Fu Xiaoling, in a flurry, managed to catch the apple.
"An apple?!!!"
Staring at the big, red apple, Fu Xiaoling bit into it instinctively.
Her pupils shrank, and the originally resentful expression instantly melted away, turning into an infatuated one.
"So sweet, hehe..."
Then, holding the big red apple, she danced and shouted joyously.
Dong Li, standing by, couldn't help but suppress a chuckle, feeling a sense of déjà vu looking at Fu Xiaoling.
Reminded him a bit of the family's Wang Cai...
As the fleet gradually ventured deeper into the sand sea, having sailed far beyond the oasis for miles, no sign of human habitation could be seen.
The surroundings also changed imperceptibly.
