Jiang Zhihan was in no mood to refute Song Qingyou.
His eyes were staring unblinkingly at the golden light that had dimmed a lot around the other party.
Judging from Song Qingyou's reaction, she probably couldn't see the light.
However, as long as he got close, the golden light would fly towards him.
Song Qingyou wondered why her cat was walking forward and then retreating. She followed the cat's line of sight and looked left and right.
"Zhizhi."
Song Qingyou suddenly became serious.
Jiang Zhihan looked up.
"Don't tell me you saw something 'dirty'?"
The 'dirty thing' she mentioned was obviously a supernatural existence.
Jiang Zhihan was speechless.
Song Qingyou picked up the cat while he was still in a daze. "If Zhizhi is scared, you can stay here with me."
There was no need to sneak into bed.
