Seeing the small figure at the doorway, Qiu Tu paused and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
He looked intently and then saw Fang Tangtang sitting next to the study, her frail back leaning against the icy wall of late autumn. Her hands were wrapped around her knees, her body slightly curled up, her head bowed, sleeping lightly...
The way she was, she must have come to the study, knocked without response, and could only wait silently by the door until she fell asleep.
It was deep autumn now, and there she was, sleeping on the floor leaning against the wall, unfazed by the cold...
Thinking this, Qiu Tu gently shook his head, a touch of tenderness flashing in his eyes.
Then he walked over, one hand around the girl's shoulder, the other supporting her bottom, and he lifted her in a princess carry.
The girl's body was lightweight, her chest holding a slight heaviness, but in front of Qiu Tu, a Second-order Peak, she was as light as a cloth doll.
