At the moment, he had already put away the "Mystic Sky Technique" and lay on the bed, staring straight at the corner of the wall.
His beautiful eyes seemed to be fixed on something, but in fact, the youth's gaze lacked light, his Divine Soul had long flown away somewhere unknown.
...
The next morning, Gu Jin woke up early.
She lay in the thin quilt, enjoying the laziness that comes after just waking up.
After a few minutes, she slowly climbed out of bed.
Yawning as she shuffled into her slippers, she pushed open the room door and walked toward the bathroom.
"Ow..."
Not far from the TV cabinet in the living room, Duoduo made a sound of dissatisfaction from its nest.
Gu Jin looked over and saw the little creature turn over and continue sleeping, as if the sound just now was to express its displeasure at her disturbance.
Staring at the small, white bundle of fluff, Gu Jin's face softened.
She liked these cute little things.
