The girl always lacks a sense of time. In warm weather, Yun Qian likes to sit on the stone bench in the stream to soak her feet, feeling the warm, clear water flowing between her toes, while eating the snacks he makes.
Sometimes, she could sit there for the whole day. If he didn't pick her up, her toes would be soaked pale.
Just like now.
Xu Chang'an grasped Yun Qian's ankle, a layer of faint blue light glided over his fingers as he instinctively invoked Spiritual Power, then Yun Qian's toes gradually returned to normal.
Having done all this, Xu Chang'an met Yun Qian's gaze, only then realizing... he was dreaming.
He didn't need to simulate Spiritual Power; just a thought would suffice.
Speaking of which, when he was activating his cultivation just now, that feeling of Spiritual Qi flowing from his Elixir Field throughout his body... it was as if it wasn't a dream, incredibly real.
Xu Chang'an's eyes were vacant.
Yun Qian: "..."
