After a long while, Qin Hanmo was in tearless grief before he came to his senses. He didn't want to face the Chu Family, ah. That family was like plaster: he just couldn't get rid of them.
The point was that he wasn't sure if this family really didn't understand or they were just pretending not to. They would always say that they were leaving, but remained firmly seated on the sofa.
He was sure that his older brother must be jealous, so this was his revenge.
Qin Yi returned to her room, the tips of her ears still red. Yun Huan had already woken up, naked on the bed as he looked languidly at Qin Yi.
His peach blossom eyes lit up, the usual frost gone. This made one word appear in Qin Yi's head: amorous.
"Qiqi, did you sleep well?" His hoarse voice held a tinge of enchantment and was very seductive.
