A faint chill appeared in the bottom of thin Night city's eyes.
He turned his head slightly and glanced at the door with some displeasure. His gloomy face clearly showed that he was not satisfied ...
"Hurry up and open the door." Shi qinglan gently pushed him.
Bo Zhicheng's brows moved slightly. He stood up unwillingly, raised his hand to adjust his collar, and went to open the door.
Shi qinglan wrapped herself in the blanket again.
After thinking for a moment, she finally got out of bed with the quilt wrapped around her and sneaked into the cloakroom to change her clothes ...
Shi Qing 'an was waiting expectantly at the door.
He was wearing a loose white casual outfit and leaning lazily against the wall next to his sister's bedroom door. He had one hand in his pocket, not knowing what kind of storm was waiting for him.
Kacha-" the bedroom door was suddenly opened.
