"Then that's the only way."
Although An Ning said this, she still felt uneasy inside.
Clearly, this was her home, clearly, she could do as she pleased.
But now, for someone else, she found herself acting timidly, like a thief.
The feeling was so unsettling, to say the least.
Night, starlight twinkled.
A slight noise came from the window, and the next moment, Sikong Wuyou flipped in through it.
An Ning turned her head and just caught sight of his figure.
Immediately, she smiled gently and rushed towards him.
Wrapping her arms around his lean waist, An Ning pinched him lightly, then pouted, "Have you not been eating well lately? You seem to have lost some weight."
Previously, her arms weren't long enough to encircle his waist, but now, hugging him again, they fit perfectly around him.
Sikong Wuyou chuckled softly, his magnetic voice slightly hoarse, "Silly girl, it's you who has grown!"
An Ning then laughed happily, "Really, have I grown up?"
