On the way back, I watched the babies, their hair all disheveled as they chattered away, and forced myself to forget what that blockhead Ye had just said and done. Gently nudging Ye Qingxian beside me, I asked, "Senior Sister, is there still any hope for the Humanoid Transformation Grass?"
Ye Qingxian pondered for a moment, deliberately not saying too much as she prepared to leave me a surprise. "There should be a chance."
"Mm. Thank you for going to so much trouble, Senior Sister." My eyes lowered slightly. I had already fallen into the habit of assuming the worst.
A few more days passed.
There were only two days left until Cai Die officially departed.
Thinking that this brief separation was for the sake of a better reunion in the future, I did not feel quite so sad anymore.
These past few days, Ye Qingxian had remained neither warm nor cold, without making any great fuss. In truth, she had been secretly holding back something huge, planning to make Junior Sister forgive her completely in one fell swoop.
As everyone knew, the barriers of the lower realm were weak.
Even the slightest disturbance could cause space to collapse.
Yet it was precisely such an extreme environment that allowed Ye Qingxian, with her cultivation suppressed to an incredibly low realm, to carry out a series of complex maneuvers and forcibly fold several overlapping little worlds near Junior Sister's spacious flat.
Hadn't Teacher Blondie said that if you were going to play, you had to play at romance?
Naturally, she was going to do it—the most, most, most, most romantic conf...
The most romantic ceremony for coaxing Junior Sister.
Ye Qingxian promptly corrected herself.
After all, her feelings had yet to burst forth. It was merely out of responsibility that she