Xia Yan held Ning Rongrong in his arms.
"The world is vast. There's still plenty you haven't heard of. I'll tell you more later."
Ning Rongrong pressed her pretty face against his chest, not disappointed in the slightest.
If Xia Yan would not say it, he surely had his own reasons. These immortal herbs were called immortal herbs for a reason—their effects were practically heaven-defying. If word got out, the uproar would be no less than the discovery of a new absorbable Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone.
It was perfectly normal for there to be secrets that could not be shared.
"Then Zhuqing..."
She pointed at Zhu Zhuqing behind her. "What's wrong with Zhuqing?"
Xia Yan explained, "Immortal herbs are not ordinary medicinal plants. When absorbed, their effects circulate through the body's meridians and acupoints. This position lets her absorb the medicinal properties more effectively."
Ning Rongrong's gaze was involuntarily drawn to the soft bosom shielded by those jade-like hands. Its size was so exaggerated that she had never seen another like it; its width nearly exceeded the shoulders.
She considered her figure fairly good. Among girls her age, it was absolutely outstanding, especially when paired with a face that drew attention wherever she went.
She was not bragging—she was more than enough to outclass everyone, whether they were older or younger than her.
But compared to Zhu Zhuqing...
She was utterly outclassed from top to bottom. Even in height, she was shorter by half a head.
Ning Rongrong turned her head resentfully. "Is it really that big...?"
Xia Yan did not avert his gaze. Meeting those light-purple eyes filled with the resentment of a little wife, he supported her shapely hips and lifted her slightly higher.
"But my feelings for you won't change."
"In my eyes, you're all the