Even though these students weren't all that reliable, they were obedient.
A cluster of flames set a pile of branches ablaze, and the little lady's fair and delicate petite face shone bright red in the dim firelight.
After tucking her blanket in around her neck, Mo Lian looked off into the dark depths of the mountainous night.
This Mount Tai looked ordinary from the outside, but who knew what was lurking in the dark?
When the sky was barely light the next morning, Qiao Mu dazedly heard Mentor Zhou's annoyed shouting.
After squinting her eyes open, she seemed to see Mo Lian's handsome face swaying in front of her.
A low chuckle rang in her ear. "Qiaoqiao, do you want to sleep some more?"
Qiao Mu struggled to keep her eyes open, her eyes glazed over with mist.
Afterwards, Qiao Mu woke up at once. She sat up straight and coughed lightly. "Morning!"
