The Ultimate Weapon Against Yimo

The next day, brilliant sunlight streamed into the Wooden Hut.

Ning Yuyu, curled up beside Yimo, stirred a little and finally woke from her sleep.

When the first thing she saw was Yimo's still-swollen face, a peaceful, contented smile spread across Ning Yuyu's face of its own accord.

Her body unconsciously snuggled closer to Yimo. She carefully leaned against him, wrapped both arms around his right arm, and pressed it against her soft body. Closing her eyes, she savored this time that belonged to the two of them.

Ning Yuyu liked traveling, but because she had been constantly worrying about Yimo's safety, her mind had never been at ease. She had been mentally exhausted and unable to relax.

After arriving at Jasmine Island and seeing that Yimo's life was no longer in danger, she had helped him wipe himself down and take his medicine last night. At last, she had completely relaxed, collapsed beside him, and fallen asleep.

She slept straight through until after ten in the morning.

Ning Yuyu was used to living alone, and now there was someone beside her.

Upon waking, she could see the man she liked. A feeling of happiness had already begun to ripple through her heart without her noticing, accompanied by waves of heart-fluttering excitement.

Just like that, Ning Yuyu pressed against Yimo like a little pet, nuzzling him as if to cuddle. After dozing a little longer and enjoying some time that belonged to the two of them, she finally got out of bed.

She swayed as she climbed out of bed, put some water on to boil, then went to take a bath.

After bathing and drying her hair, she returned to the Wooden Hut and remembered the big turtle and little horned frog under Yimo's bed.

Seeing the turtle and