Young Master Huang Fixing Her Bed

Yun Bilu widened her eyes as the things from the blanket tumbled out. With a finger in her mouth, she looked at Huang Yize with a stunned expression as she fumbled with her words. "T-That…" She really wanted to explain that she wasn't a messy person, but the truth was right in front of them. There was no way she could deny it.

Huang Yize set the folded blanket aside and looked at the pile of things that fell out of it. His eyebrows twitched, and he sighed. "Yun Bilu, are you a child?"

Yun Bilu shook her head. "I'm not a child."

With a gaze that had a hint of resignation, Huang Yize wordlessly pointed his finger at the numerous stuffed toys in the pile.

Yun Bilu's eyes wandered as she laughed sheepishly. "Hey, aren't we going back to Ning An City? This is what everyone gave me. I don't have anywhere to keep them, so I just rolled them in the blanket."