She glanced at the paper flower, flicked it away casually, and tried to sit up from the couch. She struggled to prop herself up but couldn't muster the strength, while that person pressed her shoulder, pushing her back down,
"Little Fox, rest for a while first."
Her whole body was weak and limp. Yin Tingxue didn't know why she felt so powerless. Looking at him again, could it be... he did something while she was asleep? Perhaps, he was always the worst, with such a huge appetite in that regard... Yin Tingxue frowned deeply, never understanding where these nonsensical thoughts came from.
After Chen Yi pressed her back, he bent down to pick up the paper flower, held it in front of her, and softly asked:
"Don't you want it? You used to like it the most."
Yin Tingxue furrowed her brows, when did she ever like it? The people manifested in this World of Ignorance always spoke such nonsensical words without context.
No one had ever given her a paper flower, so why would she like it?
