The summer rain had ended, but the sensation lingered.
From Raven's body to his gentle chirps, everything shamed the Bai Xian perched on the branches to death, as the extreme black and white interweaving was reminiscent of an ink wash painting, seemingly destined to be a pair.
She buried herself in the blankets, too ashamed to see anyone, not wanting others to see her.
But he leaned over minutes later to help her wipe her body and asked her, "Do you want to go again?"
Yun Yuwan pulled the blanket over her head and Wen Yangzhi picked her up, blanket and all, pushed open the wardrobe, and placed her amidst the pile of clothes, "Nannan said this morning that pressing hard on the weight scale won't alter the numbers, let's see if they change."
Yun Yuwan gripped the edge of the wardrobe, panicking inside, "No, no, no."
But she had no choice in the matter, and after five minutes, Wen Yangzhi's deep voice asked her, "What do you think, is it 121kg, or 122kg?"
