Shen Chen's lips curved slightly, a stark contrast to his usual stern demeanor, as he responded to the chatterbox of a little girl: "Mm."
Ye Zhi knew his Qinggong was exceptional, and the chances of him falling were slim, but she still worried.
She patted half of the empty bird's nest, signaling him to sit over.
The gentle boy, as warm as jade, shook his head in refusal.
The girl's eyes sparkled, and hugging a small pillow embroidered with apricot-colored pear blossoms, she pretended to get up to leave: "Fine, then I'll go back to Tongfu Inn to sleep. Remember to find me for breakfast at dawn tomorrow."
She didn't really intend to leave, just dawdling~
What an intuitive and astute person Shen Chen was; after a moment's hesitation, he lightly leaped, flying to her side in an instant. The delicate girl nodded contentedly, placed the small pillow down, and lay on it.
The thin blanket she brought was also spread out, covering the two of them lightly.
