Sensing Cheng Xiaoxiao's thoughts, the system chuckled slyly, "Friendly reminder, I, being a conscious body of sorts, don't have a specific form. Are you sure you can hit me, host?"
Cheng Xiaoxiao immediately cut off the mental connection with the system.
She had forgotten for a moment...
As long as she wanted, the system couldn't sense her thoughts. Why let the system enjoy the show, only to have it flaunt in front of her?
It was simply unforgivable.
Better to focus on the journey.
"Xiaoxiao, do you want to take a break?" Mr. Cheng noticed his daughter's forehead was sweating. Fortunately, the sun wasn't too harsh today, and there were clouds obscuring it from time to time. Otherwise, she would be both sunburnt and exhausted.
"No need, Dad, I can keep walking," Cheng Xiaoxiao insisted.
She's been too busy lately, leaving no time for exercise. She thought she should pick up yoga again when she got home.
