บท 464: Chapter 464 Crisis of Returning(4)_1

After finally getting a day of leisure, Mo Yan sat in the courtyard, brewed a pot of tea for herself, and read a travelogue with great relish.

"Chirp—Chirp—"

Just as she reached an exciting part, a series of chirps came floating down from high above, interrupting her thoughts. Without looking up and just by listening to the sound, Mo Yan guessed who it was.

Maomao flapped its strong wings, circling persistently above Mo Yan's head, as if looking for a place to land or trying to catch her attention.

Mo Yan pretended neither to see nor hear, took a sip of her tea, and continued to focus on her book.

Although Maomao had developed spiritual wisdom, it was, after all, not human. Seeing that Mo Yan ignored it, it could only flutter its wings and obediently land on the small table, raising its claw that was tied with a message tube.