Baili An laughed and patted its rump, saying, "Let's find another place to draw blood."
Even though most people had already returned to their tree houses to rest,
there were still many eyes on Jin Sheng, and openly drawing and drinking blood was always not good.
Leading the small deer deeper into the forest, he just happened to run into Lin Guiyuan coming from within.
He was holding a big bunch of fresh flowers, a silly smile plastered on his face non-stop.
Baili An greeted him with a smile, "What beautiful flowers."
However, the sight of a grown man holding flowers and grinning stupidly was not so pretty.
In fact, Lin Guiyuan wasn't particularly fond of flowers; it was just that they were given by the person he cherished in his heart, so naturally, his mood was different.
Like a big boy who had received a wonderful treasure, he smiled at Baili An, "Mm, Wen... Miss Wen gave... them to me."
