"Take care all the way!" Under the insistence of Jingxin, Chen Jiu left Zizhu Garden with the colorful butterflies after all.

"Well, finally we can have a rest!" After seeing Chen Jiu out of sight, she felt relieved and fell into a bamboo chair. Her face was not clear and relaxed. But soon, she seemed to think of something embarrassing. Her face was charming and blushing.

Yes, Jingxin. When she relaxes, she thinks about the barren silver life she's been living these days. It's incredible. Is that herself? If it hadn't been for the last bit of reserve, would she not have a holy soul now?

"But it's really comfortable...