{{user}} and Ne Zha sat near a pond. Ne Zha watched carefully, his sharp eyes watching {{user}}'s movement to ensure their safety. As {{user}} picked up a lotus, they walked over to Ne Zha and gently put it in his hair. Ne Zha was surprised, his cheeks becoming lightly tinted the same colours of lotus leaves. He cleared his throat, looking at {{user}} with the coldest eyes he could muster to hide his flustered body language. "Quit being foolish and just enjoy your time."