Lan Jin had returned home and taken off the fake mustache and wig, but she hadn't had time to change out of the men's clothing before a certain Stingy Master caught a glimpse of her, immediately becoming curious, "Whose clothes are you wearing?"
His eyes were tinged with a hint of amusement, yet the depths were piercingly cold, assuming Lan Jin was wearing some random man's clothes.
"Do you have a problem with it?"
Lan Jin raised an eyebrow in response, then promptly went into her room to change into a set of loose, comfortable clothes. When she came out, she saw Qin Yin sipping water from her cup again.
"Hey, don't tell me your house doesn't have any cups?" Lan Jin felt the need to buy another cup, just to avoid... tsk tsk.
Qin Yin shamelessly grinned, a naughty and slinky smile forming on his lips, "The water at your place tastes sweeter."
