章節 1865: His Confidant

After talking about these things, Xiao Ba's lethargy rolled in again.

She lazily waved her hand. "Big Brother, leave slowly. I won't send you. Oh right, Big Brother, could I trouble you to help me lock the door?"

As she spoke, she closed her eyes and really prepared to rest.

Cen Yi acknowledged it and walked outside.

There was one thing that was very good about Xiao Ba—magnanimous. She seemed like she would never have anything that troubled her, and she didn't know how to be worried or anxious.

Every time something happened, Wu Yao and the rest would panic, but she would not.

After doing what she wanted to do, she could always sleep at the highest speed. When she woke up again, she would be fully energized.

She was a rare type of carefree. She seemed like a butterfly that never knew what exhaustion was as she was forever relaxed, free, and happy.

That was good too.