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Master said she had a calamity destined for her, but she never expected it would be to turn her into a ginseng bud!
Upon hearing this, Yin Huaizhu's smile deepened, and she gently closed the door.
After hearing the door close softly, Hang Suisui turned around and glanced at the closed door.
She slowly extended her palm and touched her cheek, which had been feeling a little uncomfortable due to the fever.
He finally let out a breath: "Phew~"
It's really strange. I've slept in the same bed with Yin Huaizhu before, but today it feels so odd.
Hang Suisui rubbed her face. Perhaps because she used to be a child, she didn't have many concerns when interacting with others.
She's not a child anymore, and neither is Yin Huaizhu; they should maintain some distance.
We can't treat the other side like they're not human.
Having figured it out, Hang Suisui turned and went into the bathroom.
Hang Suisui quickly washed up and changed her clothes. When she came out, she saw Dedao helplessly cornered against the wall by a large rat, stretching out his claws.
She picked up the mouse with one hand and then picked up Dedao with the other: "Let's go, let's go downstairs for dinner."
The little paw of the creature waved in the air a few times: "Meow~~~"
The mouse scratched at the ground with its four paws, squeaking, "Squeak squeak~ ...
Yin Huaizhu sat in a chair in the restaurant waiting for Hang Suisui to come downstairs, his eyes occasionally glancing towards the stairwell.
Time passed by, but Yin Huaizhu showed no impatience. His gaze remained fixed on the stairwell, his expression gentle as if his most precious possession was there.
Finally, footsteps approached. As the footsteps drew closer, when Hang Suisui appeared at the bottom of the stairs carrying the white cat, Yin Huaizhu's eyes lit up instantly, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up.
Hang Suisui was wearing a light blue dress, with a ribbon at her waist and the hem of her skirt swaying with her steps, making her look like a fairy descending to earth.
Holding a cat in her arms, Hang Suisui wore a faint smile, which made people feel exceptionally warm.
Yin Huaizhu stood up and smiled at Hang Suisui: "Come quickly, the porridge is ready."
Hang Suisui looked up, and their clear gazes met, as if everything around them had frozen for a moment.