It's a bit hot.
Feng Yun was startled, feeling as if she was on fire.
The man sighs...
Why looking at books also couldn't cleanse the heart and reduce desires.
Could it be he had looked at something...
Feng Yun was startled again.
She thought of those books not meant for public display, mulling over for a moment, her eyes darted around to make sure she had stored them properly, worrying if Pei Jue had discovered them...
Quite awkward.
"General?" she propped herself on Pei Jue's chest, "It's noon."
It was time to eat.
Pei Jue didn't reply to her.
His breath fell on the top of her head, carrying a faint scent of Chinese medicine, not unpleasant but it threw her mind into chaos.
Feng Yun looked down.
She had intended to look away.
However, Pei Jue, who was recovering from his injuries, wore far too little in the hot summer.