When Wang Chun left, it was already 10:30p.m.
The night was beautiful. The silver light scattered all over the ground, and the dry ground looked as if it was covered with a layer of silver.
After taking a shower, the couple was not in a hurry to rest. They sat leisurely on the rooftop, admiring the moon, and made a pot of cooling flower tea.
Not long after Dongfang Liuyun sat down, Qi Lei's footsteps could be heard behind her. There was a strange smell in the air. She quickly turned her head and saw Qi Lei holding a small transparent bottle and coming to her side, he was holding a few cotton swabs in his hand.
"What's wrong?"
Dongfang Liuyun saw him stop beside her, and she immediately raised her eyebrows in surprise.
"Roll up your sleeve. Who's got such animosity for you that they can actually scratch up such a bloody mark?"
As Qi Lei spoke, his gaze stopped on her left arm.
