“Pfft, are you going to be cheesy or not? If you’re leaving, let’s go together. You silly girl, can’t you think straight? Xiao Tu is leaving, what are we staying here for?” Gudu’s grumbling voice sounded, but at that moment, that “punchable” voice was so melodious. Indeed, if Xiao Tu has left, what am I staying here for? We promised never to leave Xiao Tu again, so as good friends, we should go together…
“Right, Xiao Tu, I’ll pack up and go with you, wait for me!” With that, she hurriedly ran off, her destination undoubtedly the kitchen, worried about the pastries she loved more than Xiao Tu, to the point of obsession. “Fairy Sister, I want to go too, wherever you go, I’ll go, you said you’d take me to find my father and mother.” A sweet voice rang out, and Xiao Tu looked down to see big teary eyes staring at her, small hands wrapped around her waist, looking pitiful. Her heartstrings were tugged, looking into those clear eyes. “Of course, how could I leave Li’er behind?” She said softly, stroking her soft hair.
“Wow, sister, wait for me, I’ll go pack with Sister Lian Lian.” They headed towards the kitchen together. With them, her journey wouldn’t be lonely, right? Lian Lian, thank you for always being with me…
“Xiao Tu, Wang Xie has returned to the demon realm.” Suddenly, Gudu, sitting aside, spoke. His furrowed brows, for some reason, exuded an invisible aura of dominance. This sudden news startled her, recalling the strange conversation from last night. In the dead of night, the courtyard was still brightly lit, with exquisite lanterns hanging along the corridors, lighting it up like daytime. Unable to sleep, she went for a walk in the moonlight, holding a plate of pastries in one hand and a cup of sour plum soup in the other, sitting on a stone chair, savoring the iced sour plum soup, enjoying the moment. A cool hand slipped around her waist, a firm chest pressed against her back, a familiar feeling. It was him, the only one who could give her a sense of overwhelming possessiveness…
