"Old Qin, where is Luoluo?" The old master Jian came downstairs, saw no trace of Jian Luo in the living room, and called to ask Qin Bo.
"The young master has returned to his room." Qin Bo said.
At these words, old master Jian heaved a sigh and sat down on the sofa.
"Old Qin, it's been so many days, do you think the feelings between Luoluo and Black Jack would have faded a bit?"
"Master, don't you have a clear understanding of this issue in your heart?" Qin Bo said with a smile, "The young master and Black Jack have been together since they were children. You saw them grow up. Black Jack has always been protective of the young master, always putting him first. Even among brothers, it's hard to reach this level. How could such deep feelings fade overnight?"
Old master Jian had a complex look in his eyes, and glanced at him, "Why do I feel that you are speaking for both of them?"
Qin Bo, "Master, I'm just telling the truth."
