The New World's Number One Beauty

The next morning.

The rising sun shone on the land of Shenxia.

The chirping of the birds woke Ling Yi up from his sleep.

When he opened his eyes, he was greeted by the clear blue sky.

"Ah..."

Ling Yi propped himself up from the wooden chair and moved his neck slightly. And the sound of giggles beside him tickled his ears.

He turned over and got down from the chair to stretch his body. He felt that he was in very good condition.

"You're up?"

Lin Shurou, who was watering the flowers, asked with a smile.

"Yes."

Ling Yi responded softly. He saw that there was a new carpet on the grass beside the wooden chair and asked curiously, "What is this?"

"Oh, I slept here last night. I just woke up."

She put down the water bottle and walked to Ling Yi's side. She pulled him to the carpet and said, "I can see that you still have some tension hidden in your body. Let me help you."

"Alright," he said.