The cave walls were covered in twisting, grey, gnarled vines. In the very center, vines hanging down from the ceiling had been woven into a hemispherical hammock that looked just like a chrysalis.
The hammock was lined with a thick layer of dried leaves, making it feel surprisingly cozy.
Ji Jiangci sat in the hammock, cradling Ye Xi'an in his arms. He was unwilling to put her down, tirelessly stroking her from head to toe over and over again.
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