He's Not a Thief

At night, Hong Yujun left her room and headed towards the workshop.

Wu Yaqing, who was coming out for a drink of water, saw her and decided to join her. Thus, the two of them walked together to the workshop.

The journey took five minutes. Under the starry night sky, bathed in the bright moonlight and accompanied by a cool breeze, their long hair fluttered elegantly.

Wu Yaqing picked a foxtail grass and played with it in her hand, "Yujun, isn't it much more convenient now?"

Hong Yujun replied with a charming smile, "Indeed, and I also like the atmosphere of this village."

Wu Yaqing bent down and picked a handful of foxtail grass, tying them into a bundle and handing them to Hong Yujun, "Welcome to Chu's village."

Hong Yujun accepted the foxtail grass with a smile, her joy evident, "Thank you."

Chatting and laughing, they reached the workshop. Wu Yaqing held a lantern for Hong Yujun, who checked the wine-making process.