The wind passed, and white plum blossoms fluttered down, making the Plum Blossom Woman seem all the more peerless.
Xiao Xiao felt the daylight before him suddenly brighten, while everything around him lost its color.
Only that patch of pure white grew ever more radiant.
A hint of admiration appeared in his eyes.
So there really were beauties one could never tire of looking at.
He lowered his eyes to the Little White Fox in his arms.
The flower spirit's appearance truly was as people imagined: naturally radiant, needing no adornment.
What about the fox spirit? Just how breathtaking and graceful would she be?
He had only seen A Jiu in human form once, from a distance, at the very beginning.
She was as fleeting as a startled swan, as graceful as a swimming dragon.
After that, the one who appeared before him had always been this Little White Fox.
He couldn't help reaching out to rub the Little White Fox's head.
A Jiu shot him a puzzled glance.
He curved his lips, amusement in his eyes.
The Little White Fox stiffened, then slowly turned its head back.
It looked a little bewildered and a little awkward.
The Little White Fox flicked its tail and returned to its lazy demeanor.
"The pastries are here."
Madam Xiao arrived quickly.
After all, with A Jiu and A Bai around, the family kept plenty of pastries on hand.
It had just taken a little time to brew the tea.
Xiao Xiao and Yu Yanyan helped Madam Xiao take everything off the tray one by one and arrange it on the stone table.
"I'll go get some more pastries."
Madam Xiao turned to leave as she spoke.
"Mom, there's no need."
Xiao Xiao smiled helplessly. Madam Xiao was the one who spoiled