Time seemed to rewind to the Cold Winter Forest more than half a year ago, where Mengxi once again became that cute and cuddly little sister, obediently following Yumo's instructions to stand up, raise her hand, lift her head, sit down...
The silver-haired girl, just like a doll, let Yumo wipe her body with a towel:
As the last sticky liquid on her feet was wiped off, Mengxi finally shed the seductive aura she had before and returned to her usual elegant and saintly demeanor of a church's Saintess.
Meanwhile,
Under Yumo's successive comforting words, Mengxi gradually adjusted her mindset. The accumulated gloominess and depression in her heart were swept away, and that sweet, radiant smile finally returned.
Seeing Mengxi no longer in low spirits, Yumo's heart also settled down,
"Mengxi, are you okay now?"
