The next morning, Bo Rong, who had slept well, woke up to a sky full of morning glows, and beneath those glows, his junior female disciple was picking up seashells.
The tide had just receded, and there were plenty of edible things on the beach. Ye Qiu had collected a lot of seashells and even found three large crabs that hadn't managed to return to the sea in time.
"Good morning, little junior sister!" Having rested enough, Bo Rong regained his usual refined and handsome demeanor, and facing the sunlight, Ye Qiu was momentarily dazzled. After so many lifetimes, a good-looking man like Bo Rong was still rare, no wonder his fans were crazy about him.
"Brother, good morning to you too." Ye Qiu replied with a faint smile, before turning her head to continue checking the shallows for any stranded fish.
"Is there anything in here?" Bo Rong leaned in, flipping over rocks as gently as Ye Qiu, and he would exclaim loudly whenever he turned up a small crab or a fish.