From what she said, it seemed like there was a problem.
Chatting at the door was inconvenient, so Luo Yang pointed to a nearby tree.
The two of them walked over.
The night breeze gently blew, bringing a chill.
Qin Piao shrank her body, clearly a bit cold.
"Sister Piao, maybe we should talk tomorrow." Luo Yang said softly.
"No." She shook her head.
He wanted to suggest she go back and wear another layer, but knowing she wouldn't be willing, he dropped it.
In the darkness, the smoke Luo Yang exhaled rose in spirals.
Luo Yang asked, "Sister Piao, what's been going on these days? Is your sister doing well?"
Qin Piao nodded slightly, and said softly, "Niu Zai, it's just that my father's birthday is coming up. My mother wants me to bring you home for a sit-down."
Hearing this, Luo Yang was momentarily stunned.
Going again?
If you go too often, people will really start to misunderstand.
