Bi Yao: If Our Love Lasts Forever

Dawn broke, and birdsong rang through the mountains, clear and sweet.

His familiar body clock had made getting up early a habit.

When Hao Shuai opened his eyes and saw Bi Yao using his arm as a pillow, he couldn't help smiling to himself.

Especially when Bi Yao's little head nudged against his chest now and then, as if she were trying to find a more comfortable sleeping position. Her adorable antics made Hao Shuai reach out and pinch her fair cheek.

Just as Hao Shuai's right hand touched Bi Yao's cheek, she suddenly woke up and stared at him in a daze.

"Uh... there's a mosquito on your face. I was helping you shoo it away." Caught red-handed taking advantage of her, even Hao Shuai, shameless as he was, felt a little embarrassed.

"Oh... thank you!" Bi Yao then noticed the position she was in and quickly got to her feet. She ran to the stream where they had washed up the day before, not daring to let Hao Shuai see her flushed cheeks.

Before long, Bi Yao had finished washing up. She was still wearing the same green dress as before, looking playful and adorable, yet every bit the refined young lady. She stood tall and graceful, like a proper maiden. But whenever she faced Hao Shuai, the fluster in her eyes revealed that she was far from calm.

Especially when she remembered that they had slept in each other's arms like they had the day before—not just once—her cheeks grew hot with embarrassment.

"Hey, where are you planning to go next?" Bi Yao looked at Hao Shuai with hopeful eyes. Though she knew he was a disciple of the Qingyun Sect, she still held on to a little hope.

"I'm going back to my sect. I've been