In the quick transmigration story, the most popular female supporting character is both delicate and

I'll queue up to buy her steamed buns and snacks.

He would tell her that even if she only came back in winter, he would still make her tea.

Knowing that she wanted to go back, he was willing to let her go even though he was lonely.

The vastness of time was unbearable and cruel for him... but he was still willing to wait for her to come back, no matter how long it would take... even if she might never come back.

Ling Ye wanted to hug her back, but then he felt disgusted by the smell of blood on his body, so he took off his outer clothes, leaving only his inner clothes.

Yun Yao was worried that he would catch a cold, saying, "It's very cold if you take off your clothes."

Ling Ye shook his head. "It's not cold. I can keep warm with my cultivation."

Yun Yao couldn't see the strength of people with higher cultivation levels than her, so is Ling Ye already at the Golden Core stage...?

She stayed for nine days after twenty years.

At a speed where ten hours in twenty years is equivalent to twenty days in twenty years ago.

Now, a considerable amount of time has passed since she left...

"Four hundred and thirty-two days have passed since you last left."

You left last autumn; now it's the second winter.

Ling Ye said he had already joined the Yu Ling Sect.

"Perhaps it is true, as you say, that I will become your master."

As he said this, a barely perceptible hint of melancholy flashed across his eyes.

Yun Yao teased him, "You didn't sneak out, did you!"

Ling Ye chuckled, "You guessed right."

We returned to the small bamboo house outside Jinling City.

The tables and chairs here are spotless, as if someone had just lived here.

The water-boiling utensils have been replaced with new ones.

The old wood-chopping knife that had several cracks was replaced with a sharper one.

Yun Yao picked up the wood-chopping knife and weighed it in her hand. "This time, I can definitely split the wood in two with one stroke."

Ling Ye took the knife from her hand, his voice clear and smiling, "Let me do it."

He brought over two small stools, wiped the one for her spot clean, and casually blew off the dust from the one he was sitting on.

Yun Yao rested her chin on her hand, watching him chop wood, start a fire, boil water, and make tea.

"You said last time that the snow scenery here in winter is very beautiful. I wonder if I will have the chance to see it snow."

Ling Ye looked down at her, "How long will you be staying this time?"

"Twenty days."

His eyes were dark, like the long, endless night outside. "Perhaps we can wait for the first snow of the year."

the next day.

Ling Ye took her for a stroll in the street.

The owner of the steamed bun shop in the south of the city still remembers her, "Girl, I remember you come to buy from here every day, so I saved a special portion for you."

Their steamed buns sell very well, especially in winter when they sell out very quickly.

The boss even specially reserved a separate portion for her.

She hasn't come for a long time...

Yun Yao took the hot bun, bit into it, and found that the filling inside was also her favorite filling.

It was so delicious I almost cried...

Unfortunately, she won't be coming back next time.

The story should end, and she should leave.

Seeing that she was moved even by eating a steamed bun, Ling Ye smiled slightly. "Sigh, it seems you really came back for the steamed buns from this shop."

Yun Yao glared at him. "I already said I came back because I wanted to eat steamed buns."

"Oh," Ling Ye crossed his arms and nodded thoughtfully, "Then who was it that jumped into my arms as soon as they came back?"

"..."

"I'm just kidding you. After we buy the food, we'll go back. It's getting cold, and your small body at the Foundation Establishment stage can't keep up with the cold."

"...", the more she talked, the more frustrated she became.

Back to the little bamboo house.

Yunyao continued eating snacks and drinking hot tea.

Ling Ye remained seated at the table, reading.

The surroundings were quiet, with only the sounds of people taking small bites of snacks and turning pages of books.

"Ling Ye, shouldn't you hurry back to the Imperial Spirit Sect?"

"It's okay, they never bother with me."

That's true. A genius like Ling Ye, who is one in a century, doesn't need much supervision. He can learn better on his own than they can teach him.

After Yunyao finished eating and felt sleepy, she went to bed.

She never expected that she would wake up as a little fox...

And I feel very unwell.

She transformed into human form, jumped off the bed, and anxiously grabbed Ling Ye's hand. "I don't know what's wrong. My body feels hot, and it feels like ants are biting under my skin. It's so itchy."

Ling Ye's ears turned slightly red, and he tugged at her collar. "I read in a book that this is normal; it's just that she's in heat."

"!" Why was there never any mention in the plot that foxes have heat cycles? Help! "What should I do?"

Ling Ye put down the book in his hand, his voice low and gentle, with a hint of seductive allure, "Just find a man... that will do."

Yun Yao's voice was filled with resentment, "...I'm a pure little fox, how could I do such a thing!"

Right now, someone is still swearing that they would never do such a thing.

As dusk approached...

She was feeling so unwell that she got out of bed, forgetting even to put on her shoes.

He snatched the book from Ling Ye's hand.

Then she leaned against him, nestled against him softly and gently.

Her beautiful eyes were slightly upturned, and she gazed at him with a pitiful look, her eyes shimmering like autumn water.

"What's so interesting about books? Look at me, huh?"

Her shy face looked innocent and pure, but she was saying... seductive things.

Ling Ye lowered his head and kissed her, his voice tinged with laughter, "Hmm, it's up to you now, and then what?"

"And then, of course..."

Yun Yao's exposed snow-white skin turned pink, and her soft, boneless little hands slipped into his collar.

Touching a body that exudes the scent of the opposite sex.

She couldn't help but sigh, "So comfortable!"

Ling Ye's ears flushed crimson, his voice hoarse, subtly revealing aroused desire, "Is this all there is to it?"

Yun Yao shook her head, her alluring eyes gazing at him dreamily, "Touch me too."

It was completely immature and could hardly be considered flirting.

Ling Ye's breath caught in his throat as she teased him, and his eyes suddenly darkened.

He lowered his long eyelashes, feigning composure, and said in a deep voice, "Are you sure?"

Yun Yao clutched his clothes tightly, her beautiful eyes filled with glistening tears, her voice sweet and coquettish, "Of course! Consider this a favor you did for me, I'll pay you back next time."

Ling Ye chuckled, "Fine, you can pay me back next time."

Ling Ye placed the person on the bed.

Yun Yao felt a sudden fear as her back touched the softness of the blanket. She quickly changed the subject, saying, "I feel..."

"What?" Ling Ye grasped her wrist, pulled it above his head, and lowered his head to kiss the skin on the side of her neck carefully.

Yun Yao broke free from his hand and reached out to untie the bed curtains. "The bed curtains..." she said, but they weren't down yet.

Words were crushed by kisses.

"Don't worry, there's no one outside."

But in the end, no one pulled the bed curtains, and because of the noise on the bed, they fell down on their own.

Wait till the end.

Ling Ye kissed the sweaty cheek of the person in his arms, his sword-like eyebrows relaxed, and even a hint of a smile flickered in his eyes.

The person in his arms complained that he was too hot, and her small hands were too weak to push him away, so he grabbed her and kissed her again.

A thin layer of sweat slid down his handsome brow. He straightened his back, embraced her, and kissed her tenderly. "Is it comfortable?"

Yun Yao's voice was hoarse. "I feel uncomfortable at all."

"Looks like I need to buy a book of eighteen styles of drawing and practice them."

"..." Yun Yao was so startled that she immediately changed her words, "It's actually quite comfortable, really!"