"I know."
After responding to the attendant, Xu Qi 'an sat up, lifted the quilt, and began to put on his clothes.
Song tingfeng opened his eyes when he noticed the movement of the person beside him. He mumbled and asked, ""Where are you going?"
"I'm going out for a while," Xu Qi 'an said in a low voice.
"Yeah," song tingfeng replied.
At the end of the conversation, the two's faces suddenly froze, and then they shivered in unison.
"Get lost, get lost," Song tingfeng rubbed the goosebumps on his arms and scolded, ""You've disturbed my good dreams."
After Xu Qi 'an left, Zhu guangxiao, who had his back to song tingfeng, turned around silently.
....
The moonlight was like water, and the stars were lonely.
The surface of the river was still and silent. Under the moonlight, it rippled like silver scales.
The light in Governor Zhang's room was on. Xu Qi 'an knocked on the door. After getting permission, he pushed open the door.
