"Xun Xun!"
Little Treasure Hunter floated next to Qing Qingni, curiously observing.
So that's what you look like.
"Qingqing~"
Qing Qingni gave Little Treasure Hunter a sweet smile.
Little Treasure Hunter paused for a moment, then grinned and returned the smile.
Qiao Sang took a deep breath, steadied her excited emotions, picked up her phone, and faced herself and Qing Qingni.
"Xun Xun~"
Little Treasure Hunter moved into the camera frame.
Just then, an unusual wild wind rose up.
"Qingqing..."
Qing Qingni glanced upwards, but quickly lowered her head to look at the camera.
"Finished, look, is it not beautiful?" Qiao Sang showed the phone screen to Qing Qingni, sharing.
"Qingqing."
Qing Qingni showed an apologetic expression, called out once, and then turned into wind, disappearing from sight.
How come she just left... Qiao Sang was stunned for a moment, as a feeling of inexplicable melancholy suddenly surged in her heart.
"Steel Sword."
