Bab 117: Qixi Special Chapter (Non-Canon)

Today is seventh day of the seventh Chinese month (Qixi).

Li Shaoling had sent the little one to Tian Miaomiao's home the night before.

The little one protested at first, but he changed his mind when Li Shaoling assured him that his sister would arrive in the process, and hence picked up a box of his toys and happily went to Tian Miaomiao.

The thick curtains could no longer block out the morning light, with blinding rays slipping through the seams.

Ji Weixi had slept late on the night before—it was already ten in the morning. Rubbing her eyes, she tossed around, her body sore all around.

That damned man!

In that moment, an arm gathered her but Ji Weixi kept both hands on his chest, her voice at once drowsy and lazy, "You're so annoying!"

"Feeling uncomfortable? Good girl, I'll give you a massage."

With his black hair in a mess, Li Shaoling resembled a fox on the hunt.