Chapter 675: Cats Catching Birds Is Always Their Natural Instinct
Lihua clutched the candied hawthorn skewers and gnawed on them, dropping sugar crumbs all over Mo Yuan.
Mo Yuan didn't mind and simply let it eat.
It was simply impossible to get angry at this cat.
There was still some time before the Investiture of Immortals Assembly.
Likely a little tired from wandering the market, Ruyi sat down by the lake to rest.
Strands of hair at her temples were damp with sweat, clinging to her cheeks.
Who knew when it started, but the girl often carried a faint smell of sweat. Yet it wasn't unpleasant. Looking at the bright smile on her face only brought a sense of closeness—likely because of the carefree, unrestrained aura she carried.
"Nice lake," Ruyi remarked.
Lihua finished the candied hawthorn skewers, took a look, and said, "I wonder if there are any fish..."