High above High Heaven, a luxurious villa was suspended in midair. Inside, the villa was fully equipped with furniture and all manner of daily necessities.
After choosing a room, Wu Pianpian saw a completely different kind of bed and, for some reason, instinctively sat down.
Immediately after, she sprang up. Looking at the spot she had just been sitting on with a wary expression, she shouted, "Who's there? Come out! You want to ambush me? Are you tired of living?!"
Ning Xuan chuckled to himself and explained, "No one is trying to ambush you. That thing you sat on is called a mattress. It's springy, and since you're rather plump, it naturally sank when you sat on it."
"Who are you calling plump… A mattress?" Wu Pianpian's attention was quickly captivated. She pressed on it with her hand, flipped it over to study it for a good while, then lay down and sat back up. Her face filled with delight as she called out to Yun Wangshu, "Wangshu, come here! This mattress is so comfortable!"
