The figure before her gradually overlapped with the one in her memories as Yuanen Yehui looked Jiang Mingyuan up and down.
Sure enough, compared with two and a half years ago, Jiang Mingyuan was almost exactly the same, aside from being taller and looking a little less childish.
The heavy stone in her heart finally settled. Yuanen Yehui let out a relieved breath, as though she had found a kindred spirit, and sat back down, looking noticeably more excited than before.
She gently patted Jiang Mingyuan on the shoulder and spoke with the air of someone who had been through it all. "Sigh. Pretending to be a boy all the time is exhausting. Especially as your body develops-it only gets harder. Oh, right, why do you dress as a boy? Don't some of your companions know you're a girl?"
For some inexplicable reason, Jiang Mingyuan felt offended. His resentful gaze fixed on Yuanen Yehui's chest. How on earth had those grown?
In truth, aside from asking his teacher, Leng Yaozhu, to obtain the legendary Clear Sky Secret Art from the Clear Sky Sect to help Yuanen Yehui conceal her appearance during her period, Jiang Mingyuan had nothing else to worry about.
Jiang Mingyuan was thirteen now, and he did not even have an Adam's apple. If he lay in bed with the lights out, you could not even tell which side was his chest and which was his back.
Seeing the expectant look on Yuanen Yehui's face, Jiang Mingyuan could hardly spoil her mood. He could only make up some nonsense to get through it.
Yuanen Yehui really did have it rough. Her family and identity weighed on her, and on top of that, she lived in the high-pressure environment of Shrek Academy. She was like a pressure cooker, swelling