C153 Yun Bufan
Ji Xiaoqian smiled as she held Ling Yan's body, allowing him to sit down cross-legged. Ling Yan wore a pleasant smile on his face, and his eyes were slightly closed. He looked like a stone statue, the only difference being that his body was still soft.
Ji Xiaoqian stroked the ends of her hair as she recounted the story of Ling Yan's meditation at Karakorum. The couple looked at each other