So An Jing moved her bamboo chair a bit closer to Xiao Changyi.
Then, An Jing just watched Xiao Changyi weaving leaves with curiosity.
Although she still didn't know what Xiao Changyi was making, his hands were truly skilled, and he wove with great proficiency, showing no signs of unfamiliarity. Under the gaze of An Jing's curious and excited eyes, Xiao Changyi quickly finished weaving a lifelike dragonfly.
"Here," Changyi said as soon as he finished the dragonfly, handing it to An Jing.
"This is so realistic!" An Jing examined the woven dragonfly closely. "I've only ever seen people weave grasshoppers out of grass, never dragonflies. And I must say, it really does look real."
"Would you like a grasshopper? I can weave those too," he offered.
