In the fantasy world, all the people I met were beauties.

By the stream, the moonlight falls softly like silk threads, covering the quiet night with a soft and mysterious silver gauze.

Li Zimo and Qing'er snuggled together on a blanket on the shore, covered with warm quilts.

Their eyes were deeply intertwined at this moment, filled with indescribable tenderness and love.

Not far away, Chu Mengyao was lying alone on another blanket. Her heart was filled with complex emotions, including the loneliness of resting alone, and a faint envy and yearning for the two people around her.

A strong desire to protect Chu Mengyao surged in Li Zimo's heart. He knew very well that he could not bear to see Chu Mengyao facing the darkness and silence alone.

He stood up gently, his movements cautiously, then leaned over and whispered to Qing'er:

"Qing'er, let's go and rest with Senior Sister Mengyao."

Qing'er looked up at Li Zimo, her little face flushed, her eyes flashing with shyness and hesitation.

But in the end he nodded gently and said softly:

"Ah."

Seeing Qing'er agreed, Li Zimo gently lifted the quilt and picked up Qing'er, his movements as gentle as picking up a cloud.

Qing'er naturally put her arms around Li Zimo's neck, her eyes flashing with tenderness and shyness under the cover of the night.

The exquisite figure is hidden under the light gauze, showing infinite charm.

Her long hair danced lightly in the wind, sliding across Li Zimo's palm like silk, adding a touch of reluctance and tenderness.

Li Zimo brought Qing'er to Chu Mengyao's blanket. He carefully put Qing'er down on the blanket to ensure her comfort and safety.

Then, he gently lifted the quilt, lay down in the middle, covered himself with the quilt, and then held Chu Mengyao and Qing'er in his arms.

His heartbeat quickened, a stark contrast to the stillness of the night.

Chu Mengyao and Qing'er looked at each other, their faces flushed and their eyes filled with shyness. They quickly avoided his gaze, closed their eyes, and lay quietly in Li Zimo's arms.

In Li Zimo's arms, they felt an unprecedented sense of security and satisfaction, as if all their worries and anxieties were dissolved by this warmth.

Their breathing gradually slowed down, blending in with the rhythm of the night.

Li Zimo stretched out his arms and hugged Chu Mengyao and Qing'er tightly in his arms. His voice was low and gentle:

"Having you by my side is my greatest happiness."

His tone was full of cherishment and emotion, as if the warmth and happiness at this moment were what he had always been looking forward to.

Chu Mengyao and Qing'er smiled at each other, their cheeks flushed and their eyes sparkled with happiness.

They whispered:

"So are we."

The next morning, when the first ray of morning light shone on the earth.

Li Zimo slowly opened his eyes, his deep eyes flashing with the laziness and tenderness of just waking up.

He turned sideways and saw Qing'er and Chu Mengyao lying quietly on his left and right. Their sleeping faces were like the purest paintings in the world.

Qing'er's face was lightly pink, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she would wake up at any moment;

Chu Mengyao, on the other hand, looked gentle, with her long hair casually scattered on the pillow, exuding a faint fragrance.

He moved his body slightly, afraid of disturbing the tranquility.

He gently picked up Qing'er. Her body was light and soft, as if not stained by a speck of dust.

Qing'er seemed to feel something in her dream. She opened her eyes slightly and saw that it was Li Zimo. A blush suddenly appeared on her face and she lowered her head shyly.

"Good morning, my little princess."

Li Zimo whispered softly in Qing'er's ear, his words filled with endless pampering and love.

Qing'er lay quietly on his chest and said quietly, "Good morning, Brother Zimo."

Chu Mengyao also slowly woke up at this time. Seeing this scene, a flash of surprise flashed in her eyes, but it was soon replaced by happiness. She gently pulled the quilt to wrap herself more tightly, but her face flushed, and she shyly did not dare to look directly into Li Zimo's eyes.

"Good morning, Mengyao."

Li Zimo greeted her with a smile, his voice low and magnetic.

He stretched out his arms and took Chu Mengyao into his arms. Their bodies pressed tightly together, as if they had merged into one.

The three of them lay on the blanket hugging each other, enjoying this rare tranquility and warmth.

The sunshine, the breeze, the gurgling sound of the brook, and the warmth and love between each other together weave beautiful pictures.

After a long time, Li Zimo gently asked them to continue resting, while he quietly got up, left the warm bed, and began his busy morning.

He simply washed up by the stream, and the cool water took away the fatigue of the night and refreshed his spirits.

Then, he skillfully built a fire, put the thigh of the hunted deer monster on it, and began to grill it carefully.

While he was concentrating on grilling, Chu Mengyao and Qing'er in bed also started their private conversation.

When they saw Li Zimo leaving, they smiled at each other, with mischief and shyness flashing in their eyes.

Chu Mengyao was the first to break the silence. She gently approached Qing'er, hugged her in her arms, and said in an intimate tone that only they understood:

"Qing'er, your figure is getting better and better."

Qing'er's cheeks flushed instantly when she heard this, and she shyly retorted:

"No, Senior Sister Mengyao, you are the one, your body proportions are so perfect that people envy you."

Before she finished speaking, Chu Mengyao reached out her hand and grabbed it pretending to have "conclusive evidence", causing Qing'er to exclaim:

"Ah, Senior Sister Mengyao, why are you like this!"

Then, she fought back, and the two of them started laughing and playing in the bed. The crisp laughter echoed in the early morning air, full of the innocence and joy between girls.

As time passed quietly, the aroma of barbecue gradually spread, seeping into the quilt and into the hearts of the two people.

They finally stopped playing, took a deep breath of the aroma in the air, their eyes shining with anticipation for the delicious food.

At this moment, Li Zimo's deep and magnetic voice came:

"The barbecue is ready, come and have a taste."

"Ok!"

The two women responded breathlessly but excitedly, and then began to tidy themselves up.

The veil fluttered gently, and their graceful figures were looming, as if the two fairies added a bit of mystery and temptation in the morning light.

The two smiled at each other, their eyes flashing with anticipation and tacit understanding, and then they stood up, took elegant and calm steps, and walked hand in hand into the clear stream.

The gurgling stream, interwoven with their joyful laughter, created a touching picture.

They played and frolicked in the stream, splashing water on each other and enjoying the coolness and quiet of the early morning.

The water droplets gently slid down their faces and bodies, interweaving with the morning light, covering them with a layer of crystal halo.