Petal rain abounded, and the gentle breeze was leisurely.
Under the sunshine, Qin Baichu wore plain clothes, her brows and eyes enchanting like blossoming flowers, unable to hide her myriad charms.
Zhou Dao, seeing her clearly, felt a surge of joy in his heart.
For some reason, he felt an inexplicable closeness to this Aunt Qin.
"You little thing, it's been a few days since we've seen each other, and you've improved quite a bit," Qin Baichu also rarely showed a smile.
With her realm, she could naturally see the changes in Zhou Dao, from Return to Origin Realm to a Half-Step into Gang, the transformation was truly like that from the clouds to the mud.
"Hehe, it's all thanks to Aunt Qin's guidance," Zhou Dao grinned, feeling incomparably relaxed in front of Qin Baichu, free from the constraints and seriousness of the Imperial Palace.
"You little thing, you do know how to speak," Qin Baichu said with a light tap on Zhou Dao's forehead with her jade hand.