Qin Sisi wrapped her arms around Ye You's waist tenderly and said reproachfully, "That's not what I meant. I mean, don't let me affect your practice. Time is very important to you."
The longer time drags on, the more uncertainties there will be; who knows what schemes and plots Tian Xiaozi might have waiting for them.
Ye You didn't respond; his eyes flickered, lost in thought.
After a long time, he pulled Qin Sisi up from his embrace, pressed on her shoulders, and spoke softly, "You might not want it, but I cannot withhold it."
After speaking, Ye You's palm gently traced over the stone bed, leaving a neat row of pills where it passed.
Qin Sisi blinked and looked at them one by one; the brown pills emitted a faint glow, ten in total, each with a different color of halo.