A certain jiu heard di beiming’s words and immediately became extremely smug, “That’s right, I never do meaningless things. I’m called a prophet.”
Di beiming looked at Yun Chujiu’s smug look and only curled his lips, not saying a word.
Yun chujiu looked at the bow tie on di Beiming’s chest and could not help but smile. Hmph, this dumb slut would not be so obedient in the past. It was better that I taught her well!
The more he thought about it, the more he felt a sense of accomplishment. He used di Beiming’s arm as a pillow and lay down on his side with a smile:
“Prince Charming, since there’s a little lunatic watching over there, you should stay for a few more days this time! Anyway, few people come to my Shaohua Garden. Those servants have been taken care of by me, so I won’t say anything.”
“An Feng’s spiritual power is too low. If there’s an emergency, he might not be able to handle it. Moreover, I’ve been going back and forth for many days...”
