A Morning with Fang Tangtang

Seeing the small figure by the door, Qiu Tu halted and froze for a moment.

He focused his gaze. Fang Tangtang was sitting beside the study, her thin back pressed against the cold late-autumn wall. Her arms were wrapped around her knees, her body slightly curled up, her head lowered as she slept lightly.

Judging by the way she looked, she had probably come to the study, knocked, and received no answer. All she could do was sit silently outside and wait. Then, as she waited, she fell asleep.

It was already late autumn. Sleeping on the floor with her back against the wall like that—wasn't she afraid of catching a chill?

Thinking that, Qiu Tu shook his head slightly, a trace of tenderness flashing through his eyes.

Then he walked over, wrapped one arm around the girl's shoulders, slipped the other beneath her buttocks, and lifted her into his arms.

The girl's body was slight, with only a little weight at her chest, but before Qiu Tu, at the peak of the Second Order, she was as light as a rag doll.

So Qiu Tu barely had to use any strength as he carried Fang Tangtang in a princess hold toward the bedroom.

Perhaps she had smelled the reassuring scent on Qiu Tu's body. Fang Tangtang shifted slightly, then rested her head on his shoulder and fell peacefully asleep.

After carrying Fang Tangtang into the bedroom, Qiu Tu placed her on the bed.

He tucked the blanket around her, then quietly went to wash up.

While washing up, Qiu Tu also sorted through the intelligence and information he had gained during his first trip into the Boundless Mind Sea.

First, the most obvious thing was that day and night in the Boundless Mind Sea seemed to be reversed.

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