"Qingqing?"
"Qingqing?"
"Strange, where is she?"
With a piece of cake hanging from his mouth, Chen Zhixing took another round in the garden. As he turned his head, he saw a long face hiding in the grass staring at him.
Chen Zhixing: "..."
Cyan Pheasant: "ヾ(≧▽≦*)o"
Snake Princess: "..."
Dragging the snake demon, almost sliced by Cyan Pheasant's sword, out of the flower bushes, Chen Zhixing continued munching his cake: "What are you doing in the grass pile? Oh right, have you seen Qingqing?"
Snake Princess tidied up the grass sticks stuck to her: "Replying to Young Master, at noon, the Young Mistress accompanied Master and Madam to the back mountain to see you and hasn't returned since."
"Oh." Chen Zhixing nodded: "What are you doing in the grass pile?"
"..."
"Speak up."
"I'm a snake."
"....Alright, continue to enjoy the cool, I'm going to take a nap. Remember to wake me up when the Young Mistress returns."
"Yes, Young Master."
Ten minutes later.
