As Bai Qingqing walked out of the room and breathed in the fresh air outside, she realized there was a stench inside. She sneaked a peek at Curtis, then hurriedly opened the door.
"Didn't Winston come up to sleep?" Bai Qingqing asked as she glanced at Winston's room.
Curtis pinned Bai Qingqing down on the stone chair and combed her hair using the wooden comb Bai Qingqing brought from the modern ages. "He's on the fifth level accompanying the little snakes."
Bai Qingqing nodded and thought to herself: Seems like this thing can't be done often—every time we do it, it causes quite a stir in the family. Thankfully, Curtis and Parker generally wouldn't ask for it.
After Curtis finished combing Bai Qingqing's hair, he stroked her gently. "The food is more or less ready. I'll go and bring it over for you."
