Happiness always slips by unnoticed.
By the time Yu Yanmei snapped back to reality, the skies had darkened. Several hours had already passed, and that damn little man was still busy.
Seeing his tireless demeanor, Yu Yanmei felt a mix of joy and complacency in her heart.
A woman adorns herself for the one who enjoys her beauty, for what is the use of beauty if no one appreciates it?
However, the sun was about to set, and she had already spent quite a bit of time today.
So, Yu Yanmei pushed against him and reminded him crisply, "Lu Xiaozi, that's about enough, don't you think? A martial artist must practice restraint."
"What's the rush? It's nice to relax every once in a while."
Lu Yao, however, was feeling reluctant to stop. Personally causing the ethereal Moon Fairy to descend from her pedestal was truly a matter of great accomplishment.
He caressed the long, snow-white legs resting on his shoulder and marveled, "They're so long; no wonder you're taller than me."
