Fluffy Mates Chase Their Boss on Survival Show

motionless on the g

n had clearl

't help but let out a small laugh. You knocked yourse

harmless, she returned t

she had ever tasted. There was no trace of fishiness. The first bite was cris

ers were

r is unconscious, and she's just sit

urse, a vile female would revel

or a researcher like Prof. Slat

xactly do you expect her to do? Besides, he'll be fin

la? You're jus

nable like Stella, unwilling

, Layla hasn't been malicious, but St

ld cling to Prof. Slater? Now

s! She's watching him suffer and doing n

old-blooded

ammed the same message, drowning out a

ish and then devoure

ll shadow appea

in a shirt and black pants, exuding an int

eir slit-like pupils radiated a chilling, inhuman aura,

sembled the stereotypi

e had a good temperament and was the

la asked calmly. "If you'

stone hut. "It's about

nnection had started

, had visited Crownpeak University to lear

, they gr

's hut. But due to getting lost and running into the former Layla, he'd gotte

that fate, Layla took the

ed. His eyes were fixed on the last grilled fish.

sed. "Tra

the collapsed tent. "I'm hungry and didn't catch any

Wait, aren't you

If you don't want to com

her! That fish must be deli

s being politely dismissive? Did y

w how hard it is to get a compliment out of hi

ou're saying is true

Slater didn't catch that bitmon as a gift, and he didn't ev

at Layla would latch onto him? Yeah.

a clumsy genius. I'm s

ress wouldn't do something so beneath her. Only

le to catch and cook fish is impre

ng her knife, flint, and salt, hois

without looking back. "Remember to

you going?"

tay in the initial hut, Layla knew that leaving c

but remai

om Stella and all of you, so I do