"i'm the young madam, of course i won't go. be good, little luo luo, little flower, quickly go and take a look. if they're all asleep, then don't call them. if they're fighting, call them downstairs for dinner."
leng rongrong patted their shoulders and pushed them to the stairs.
li ruhua and tang luo looked at each other and started to walk upstairs, feeling a little uneasy.
the three-story flight of stairs felt as long as a century, and the two of them were extremely nervous.
at the same time, a certain young lady was sitting leisurely on the sofa, drinking coffee in a good mood.
there didn't seem to be any fighting upstairs, so there shouldn't have been any fighting.
did mo linyuan and his three godfather share the same bed for a night and then develop a relationship?
as expected, feelings still needed to be cultivated.
on the third floor, li ruhua and tang luo stood at the door of the room. they looked at each other and then gently knocked on the door.
