Yi'er's pink and tender figure fluttered up and down among the butterflies. Every time she landed, her hands would catch a few butterflies. She would drop some into Ziyuan's glazed bottle a moment later, then into Ziyi's, and then into Zile's. Only Baili Zizhan's bottle remained completely empty, without a single butterfly.
He wasn't angry at all; he just looked at that fluttering pink figure, filled with envy and wonder.
He tried to jump up like Yi'er, but his body was too clumsy. After just two hops, he was panting with exhaustion, and he couldn't jump nearly as high as Yi'er.
Chapter 551