The warm spring water soaked into her skin, opening up as though every pore was wide open, which made her involuntarily breathe out a refreshing sigh of turbid air.
A pair of proud, fair legs half-floating on the surface of the water slightly rippled the clear spring, adding a touch of hazy beauty to the exquisite figure submerged in it.
Sophia Jones was thoroughly enjoying the refreshing feel of the spring water washing away her fatigue.
Although it was autumn in the courtyard, it felt as pleasantly spring-like.
In the house, Leonard Churchill had heard the sound of water, but his mind was still immersed in meditation.
For a long time, he had not experienced the days of being fully absorbed in spiritual training.
It was because Sophia was here that Leonard felt such peace of mind.
Both found this company very comfortable.
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The night passed in the blink of an eye.
A day in Giant Spirit City began with the cries of a young worker delivering beast milk in the streets.