Ni Yang sat steadily on the tree trunk, using a brush to secure her long hair behind her head, revealing a face as clear and refined as a painting.
Her long black hair instantly disappeared between her pale fingers, which surprised Mr. Du.
A tiny brush, yet so magically effective.
A strand of hair mischievously slid from her forehead, Ni Yang casually swept it back and yawned, "I’m so sleepy, I’m going to sleep now. Mr. Du, you should sleep early too."
As she spoke, Ni Yang lay down on the tree trunk.
Fortunately, she hadn’t worn a cheongsam today, otherwise it would have been really inconvenient.
Mr. Du sat under the tree, picking up a few dry branches and placing them on the blazing bonfire, the new wood causing sparks to fly.
The two, one above and one below the tree, coexisted in extreme harmony.
After a while, Ni Yang’s even breathing could be heard from above the tree.
Actually, there were still many large wild animals in the mountains at this time, but because of the bonfire burning here, no wild animals dared to approach.
Mr. Du lazily leaned against the tree trunk, half-squinting his eyes, twirling Buddha Beads in his hand, it was unclear whether he was asleep or not.
Yet, the bonfire below the tree kept burning until daybreak.
Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, it was the next morning.
The golden morning sun shone through the gaps in the tree leaves, casting a misty golden light in the forest, giving a lively and vibrant feel.
Ni Yang slowly opened her eyes, looked at the tender green leaves above her, was momentarily bewildered, then sat up from the tree trunk, stretched her limbs, and loosened her muscles.
A bit more awake, Ni Yang looked down from the tree, Mr. Du, who had been sleeping under the tree, was nowhere to be seen, and only a few sparks still flickered on the nearby bonfire.
Where could he have gone so early in the morning?
Eaten by a tiger?
Ni Yang frowned slightly, and just then, Mr. Du came from not far away with two plump Stream Fish skewered on a branch he carried. ƒrēewebnovel.com
So he wasn’t eaten by a tiger after all, Ni Yang waved at him, "Good morning."
"Morning." Mr. Du placed the Stream Fish down and then said, "There are two small streams if you turn left not far from here, do you want to go wash up?"
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