Mushroom Egg and Little Yellow Dog rolled around and bounced all over the large room, making a particularly lively and comical scene.
Ye Nanxun simply sat cross-legged on the floor.
The egg and the dog had run so far away that they were out of sight. Curiosity gleamed in Ye Nanxun's eyes. "Mr. Yan, does Mushroom Egg acting like this mean that although it's still inside the egg, it already has thoughts of its own?"
"It seemed so."
Yan Beiyou stood and walked to one side. He bent down to pick up the fluffy slippers scattered across the floor, then returned to Ye Nanxun's side and crouched down.
"What did it just do?" Yan Beiyou crouched beside him and set the fluffy slippers back by the omega's feet.
A pair of slender, fair feet rested on the dark wooden floor, making them appear even whiter.
A section of ankle showed beneath his pajama cuffs, slender but not frail, like a resilient young bamboo stalk.
The brief contact and embrace with the omega earlier—whether it was the body that had crashed into his arms or the waist he had held—had both been firm, strong, and supple rather than soft and delicate.
It was clearly the result of regular exercise.
"Thank you." Ye Nanxun lowered his head, took the slippers, quickly put them on, and stood again.
"Did you hit anything?" Yan Beiyou asked.
Ye Nanxun shook his head and hopped twice in place. Nothing hurt, and he had not twisted anything.
Watching the omega bounce twice before him, a faint smile surfaced in Yan Beiyou's eyes. He was rather like the Big Mushroom that hopped about in the game.
"When I bumped into you just now, it didn't hurt at all. It was like some invisible force cushioned me." Ye Nanxun