Arthur leaned on the simple bed in the treehouse and looked at the seaside. His lips curled up slightly.
Shi Qian kept refusing, but it was useless. In the end, she was pulled into a tree house by these little girls.
The treehouse was also filled with flowers, and some younger women were decorating and tidying up.
Outside, the men were building something and carrying out a lot of wood.
Everyone's faces were filled with happy and blissful smiles.
Shi Qian was pressed onto the bed by these young girls. One of the girls held a wide leaf and compared it to her body.
Shi Qian immediately understood that they were making clothes for her.
Clothes made of leaves!
"No, I don't need it. Thank you!"
The girl spoke to her too, but Shi Qian couldn't understand a word.
She was on the verge of breaking down.
Just as she was about to flare up, a small head suddenly burrowed in front of her, holding a shell larger than his head.
