Clothes left by the hot spring also slowly floated upward. As Xiu quietly stood suspended in mid-air, he pulled those pieces of articles over Shen Yanxiao to dress her deftly.
The sounds of footsteps approached closer, and Xiu floated toward her. As he looked at her sleeping face, his finger pushed forward to move her until he could lean her gently against a tree.
Then, his silhouette dissipated into a ball of dark mist and drifted back into Shen Yanxiao's chest.
Qi Xia had waited for a long time, but he had yet to see Shen Yanxiao. After a while, he got worried and decided to make his way toward the spring. He called out, "Xiaoxiao?"
However, he did not receive any response.
Qi Xia had no choice but to head toward the spring. When he got there, he did not see Shen Yanxiao at the pool. Instead, he found her sound asleep against a tree at the side of the hot spring.
