In the forest, the woman half leaned against a tree while sitting, a book rested on her thigh, and her long fingers gently turned the pages. A gentle, elegant aura surrounded her, and even though her face was not one to launch a thousand ships, at this moment, she looked irresistibly charming.
A light breeze stirred, causing the woman's expression to harden as she asked coldly, "Who!"
Swish!
The leaves rustled, and then, two figures jumped down from the tree.
One was big, and the other was small.
The man in the silver robe looked exceptionally handsome, his lazy demeanor exuding a faint mischievous air, and his silver attire glinted dazzlingly in the sunset, catching Shu Ning's eye.
Beside him stood a small figure, carved from jade and powdered with innocence.
This little one was adorably cute, eerily resembling the man in the silver robe, with big innocent eyes that fluttered slightly and a bright, sunbeam-like smile across the adorable little face.
