Qin Yi woke up three hours later, and then he realized there was grass growing on him. No, flowers—his clothes and even his hair were stuffed full of little wildflowers in all kinds of colors.
Qin Yi froze for a moment, then couldn't help but chuckle. He didn't need to guess; this could only be that little Elf's doing.
Qin Yi looked around but didn't see the little Elf anywhere. He swept out his Divine Thought and couldn't help smiling—outside the cave, a small figure was squatting on the ground, earnestly picking wildflowers.
Qin Yi stood up and stretched a bit. His bones crackled like a string of exploding beans. Then he strode out of the cave.
So as not to scare the little Elf, Qin Yi deliberately made some noise.
The little Elf was seriously picking wildflowers, the wings behind her shrouded in green radiance fluttering softly, looking very cute. Hearing a sound behind her, her pointed ears instantly perked up, and she cautiously turned her head.
