Chapter 631: Sleeping

"The old ones hid in the towers to escape the witches and the stars," Xu Yang observed the cemetery, its design logic similar to that of the old human cultures, deeply buried underground.

"So such places can shield against the influences of witches and the stars?" Pan Ruiyi glanced around.

"Perhaps." No sooner had he spoken than Pan Ruiyi opened her face mask, cupped Xu Yang's face, and kissed him, their lips and tongues intertwining, inhaling each other's scent.

Their bodies pressed together as if to melt each other.

Out of the corner of her eye, Pan Ruiyi saw Little Fool watching them intently, trying to learn, and couldn't help but pull away slightly, licking the corner of her mouth.

"Why does Little Fool keep staring?" Pan Ruiyi mocked.

"I'm not called Little Fool." Little Fool hated being called that, it was a nickname from a long time ago.