"Master Fuli, have you made any progress with Ah Qing lately?"
Lin Ying picked up Master Fuli, stood up from the chaotic hot spring courtyard, and walked inside, preparing to wash off the dust and the plum blossom footprints that Master Fuli left while crawling around her.
While Lin Bingyun was preparing the bathroom, Lin Ying curiously looked at Master Fuli in the dressing room and asked about the gossip in her heart.
"There might be some progress, right? Ah Qing knows that once spirit beasts evolve into humans, every day they're thinking about how to secretly stab me with a needle in the butt."
Covered in dirt, Master Fuli was placed by Lin Ying on a clean, double bed, lying sideways, browsing through the WeChat that hadn't been checked for a while.
Ansheng had previously handed over his internal machine and his daily phone to Lin Bingyun for safekeeping.
"Are you looking forward to it?"
Lin Ying mused and smiled as she continued to speak to Master Fuli:
