After breakfast, the heavens seemed especially kind to the mortal realm this time around. The weather remained very good, and the sunlight streaming in through the window was bright and charming.
An You and Xiao Xueer had gone to the company to sort out things; after all, they were going to officially start work tomorrow.
A set of tatami mats, a small tea table, and a hanging chair were placed by the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room, and the sunlight illuminated that area into a pale golden hue. Huang Lan happened to be curled up on the soft recliner, lazily accepting the baptism of the sunlight, holding the meditation technique that only mages would rest with in her hand, and glancing at it occasionally.
Xiaochán was nowhere to be seen; she should be cultivating on the rooftop.
The rabbit demon was nowhere to be seen either; she should be either tinkering with flowers and plants or playing with her simulated pet.
An Yang sat next to Comrade Xiao Qian, the corners of his mouth twitching, his heart not yet calm as his mind wandered wildly. Finally, taking advantage of the gap while Ji Weiwei was intently playing with her phone, he asked, "What on earth did you say to Xueer when you slept with her last night? Why do I feel something's a bit off? It's not at all what I imagined!"
"Does Husband feel something's off?"
"Yeah."
"What's off?"
"This... I can't put my finger on it!"
"Husband is too embarrassed to say it, right?"
"As expected, you're the one making trouble. What on earth did you say to her?" An Yang felt an itch in his heart that he couldn't scratch.
"Well, what did Husband originally think it would be?"
"Uh... What else could it be! You're