Lin Xi froze. "What's wrong with you?"

Fu Jingyao was silent for a moment, then said, “Aunt Wu is right. I’ve been irritable lately.”

The people around him were constantly rubbing against him, arousing his desires. If this continued, he really wouldn't be able to control himself.

Lin Xi patted his chest like a good brother, "You're feeling hot-tempered, you should have said so earlier, I would have brought you some herbal tea."

Aunt He's herbal tea: one cup clears heat and reduces internal fire, two cups refresh the mind, and three cups cure love-struck madness.

At this moment, she also needed a couple of drinks to refresh herself.

The ambiguous atmosphere vanished instantly. Fu Jingyao was both amused and exasperated. He pulled the covers back up and said, "Go to sleep."

"Uh-huh."

A faint scent of sandalwood wafted into Lin Xi's nostrils, and she slowly drifted off to sleep.

Fu Jingyao stared at her for a while, then fell asleep.

Lin Xi's wrist flickered, and five little paper figures curiously peeked out.

Xiao Jin: "Huh? They're hugging again."

Xiao Shui: "Master's face is so red."

Little Fire: "It'll be warmer if we hug each other."

Xiao Mu shook his head and sighed, "The progress is so slow."

Xiao Tu didn't understand, "What progress?"

Xiao Mu covered his eyes, "Kids shouldn't look, go back to sleep."

“I’m not a child, I’m two thousand years old,” Xiao Tu retorted. “Master is the child.”

Little Gold, Little Water, and Little Fire nodded. "Little Earth is right. The master is the child."

Little Wood grew four hands and covered the eyes of its four companions. "Alright, alright, go to sleep. Innocent little elves are not allowed to look."

Little Earth asked, "Why can you see? Aren't you just a simple little elf?"

Xiao Mu sighed deeply, "Shut up and go to sleep, or you won't get your chicken leg tomorrow."

He had read many storybooks and was no longer a simple little elf.

A once green heart has long since turned yellow.