"Come visit when you're free. If you're scared of being seen by others, then we can meet up outside. Anyway, both of us have mates who can fly." As Molly said this, her voice suddenly halted and she secretly glanced toward Alva. She didn't expect to be caught in the act.
Alva raised his brows proudly. They weren't mates yet, but it seemed Molly was admitting to it quite smoothly.
Molly's face flushed up.
Bai Qingqing nodded in reply. For An'an's health, she would bring her out often.
After returning home, the sky turned dark at noon. Then, it started drizzling.
An'an had played outside for a while. So, perhaps from tiredness, she slept especially long for her afternoon nap.
Bai Qingqing had nothing to do. She took paper and charcoal upstairs, drawing the scene of the tribe.
