Facing the clear gaze from Xiao Shenshen,
Old Man Zhou uncharacteristically concealed his usual aura of invisible aloofness and coldness, "Wearing it, it might help awaken the Ice Silkworm in your body a bit faster."
"Is this a great treasure?" Xiao Shenshen asked, her face alight with surprise.
Old Man Zhou nodded, "As a token of gratitude for you healing my sickness."
As he spoke, he shook his now restored wrist.
"It should be, thank you for your gift~" Xiao Shenshen happily thanked him.
Holding the ivory pick, she bounced up to me, her eyes smiling like crescent moons, "That uncle gave it to me."
"Right, good girl."
Xiao Shenshen was so adorably soft, my heart melted into a puddle, "Why don't I help you tie it in your hair, so you don't lose it."
"Really? Young Madam will help me do my hair?" Xiao Shenshen asked, shy yet hopeful.
