Myriad Splendor Tower.
On the terrace, the sunlight was bright and beautiful, shining upon the redwood floor. Even the warm winter sun made the floor slightly hot.
"Big Sister Lin!" Jiang Ning looked at Lin Qingyi in her long azure dress, and a smile appeared on his face.
"You interrupted a perfectly good nap!" Lin Qingyi patted her red lips, yawning at the corners of her mouth.
Her clothes were rather thin, little different from what one would wear in summer, with only two layers inside and out. The half of her calves exposed beneath her skirt were smooth as jade, like sections of white lotus root.
"My fault!" Jiang Ning smiled.
Yet inwardly, he was somewhat speechless.
If he remembered correctly, every time he came to find Lin Qingyi, she was either asleep or looked as though she had just woken up.
Could she really cultivate martial arts to the Grandmaster realm like this?
He suddenly began to question his life.
How much sweat had he shed, how much effort had he poured in, to achieve what he had today?
"Sit!" Lin Qingyi gestured for Jiang Ning to sit in a chair beside her, sheltered beneath a canopy.
As a woman, Lin Qingyi was no exception—she loved beauty just as much.
Even if such beauty was merely a lonely flower admiring itself, she cared deeply about it.
Thus, when she was usually on the loft terrace, she rarely let the sunlight shine directly upon her. She had long ago moved a sunshade canopy onto the terrace.
After gesturing for Jiang Ning to sit first, she turned and headed toward her bedroom.
A moment later.
Lin Qingyi emerged from her room again and appeared before Jiang Ning.
At that moment, she held a pot of chilled tea in one hand