Seeing Xiao Qing occupying Lin Yun's left hand, Bai Jiaojiao leaped up and climbed onto Lin Yun's right hand.
Now, it was a perfectly paired set—green on the left, white on the right.
"You're so heavy!"
Compared to Xiao Qing, Bai Jiaojiao's body was a size larger. Climbing onto Lin Yun's hand, Lin Yun immediately felt tired and blurted out a comment.
Bai Jiaojiao's heart trembled at once.
You've changed!
Back when my waist was thicker than a barrel, you liked me so much, but now you complain that I'm fat!
"So, love can disappear, huh?"
"What nonsense are you spouting? Now's not the time for idle chatter. Xiao Qing, go fetch some Spiritual Liquid."
Lin Yun felt the environment around them seemed to be changing. Although they had been standing still, only the surrounding mist seemed to be drifting.
But according to the principle of relative movement, could it be that the mist hadn't moved, but rather they, along with the ground beneath their feet, had?