Disciple of the Sect
Editor: Noodletown Translations
Hu… After they finished, Hao Ren and Xie Yujia both exhaled deeply
Thousands of spiritual herbs swayed gently in the fields. Green, blue, red… they looked like beautiful colorful ribbons.
Hao Ren met Xie Yujia's gaze, and they both smiled with pleasure.
Xie Yujia's white hands were covered in mud, and so were Hao Ren's sleeves.
"Look at you! You have mud on your face." With a faint smile, Xie Yujia reached out to rub the mud off his face. However, her wet and muddy finger put more dirt on his face.
"Oops…" She withdrew her hand immediately and giggled at his dirty face.
At her giggles, Hao Ren touched his own wet and cold cheek and joined in on the laughter.
As two students who majored in engineering, they had planted a large stretch of field, feeling like they had returned to their middle school days when they learned about agriculture.