It was unknown when Chengfeng had rushed into the room from the courtyard. He tilted his head and looked at the two people who were reluctant to part for a long time. Then, he pounced on Zhao Zhan's legs and scratched his robe with his two claws.
Zhao Zhan gently freed one hand and pressed Chengfeng's head to change his direction.
He was the only one who could look at Jiaojiao's current appearance, not even Chengfeng could get a peek!
Yue Jiaojiao's eyes were a little misty after he let go of her, and she subconsciously shrank back into the blanket.
"Jiaojiao," Zhao Zhan's voice was hoarse. As he spoke, he clumsily tidied up her messy hair with his fingers. He looked at her with a gentle gaze and asked, "I'll be leaving with Chengfeng to go up the mountain."
"Be careful."
Zhao Zhan nodded, then turned around and grabbed Chengfeng by the back of his neck and dragged him out.
