Early in the morning, Feng Yi woke up on that pieced-together round bed.
Having stretched in his original form all night, he felt refreshed and invigorated!
He didn't feel like getting up at the moment.
He decided to lie down a little longer.
The smells he detected through his nose were somewhat unfamiliar. Some were from the building materials of the renovated house, while others were from the environment outside, carried into the room by the breeze.
The scents from the environment outside weren't unpleasant; the area near Yue Mountain already had many ecological parks and reserves, and the local greening efforts had also improved significantly. The smell of wild nature mixed with various human activities had a surprising sense of harmony.
Feng Yi thought about some past events, and as he came back to his senses, he finally noticed that something was amiss with the sensation beneath his head.
It was his tail tip that had ended up under his head while he was asleep.
"Tch."
