There was a bit of stubble on his face, yet he was still incredibly handsome...
"Wait, Sister Shiyu... I'm feeling sick right now, my mind is a bit muddled. There's something I want to ask you..."
"Hmm?"
Ye Shiyu put down the cat food and turned to look at Yan Huan.
The first question Yan Huan asked was,
"Sister Shiyu, Meow... I mean..."
"Ah, you mean, that Lord God?"
"..."
Upon hearing this, Yan Huan was completely shocked, blinking, unsure of what to say.
Ye Shiyu walked towards Yan Huan, reaching out to touch his forehead while explaining,
"After we gave up the modifier together, its task was completed, so it left you. You kept this Meow as a memento..."
Feeling her hand on his forehead, Yan Huan's body involuntarily stiffened slightly.
But unexpectedly, her hand was not cold; it was warm.
"Ah?"
Gave up the modifier?
This this this...
Is this correct?
