The autumn wind was cold, and the grass and trees were frosty. He Chuan was lying on the bed, and Cai Lian was kneeling beside him, her small hands helping him rub his back. He occasionally enjoyed it a little because he was also a normal person.
"Master! Sister Lian'er!" Lia was dressed in green, looking graceful and graceful. A long sword hung from his waist, a quiver hung from his shoulder, and he held a small, exquisite bow and arrow.
"What's the matter? You look so energetic!" He Chuan sat up and was speechless at Lia, who had run over.
She was clearly a shrewd young lady, yet she had to pretend to be an innocent young lady.
However, Lia was indeed very obedient in front of him, and He Chuan could not expose her.
"We're going to the autumn hunt soon. Master and Sister Lian'er, hurry up and pack up." Lia said excitedly.