Xinqing looked at Jiu Qianmo with that look, and turned away with a guilty conscience. He wouldn't have discovered anything. (Xia Xinqing's identity is incredible.)
Qian Liu frowned slightly, the transparent gauze curtain as thin as cicada wings fluttered in the wind, and the light tea green fluttered in the hair of his drooping eyes, flashing a blurry and dreamy light.
Those transparent melancholy seemed to blend with the sunshine, filling every dust particle everywhere. Such a clear melancholy melody made Xinqing pay attention to him unconsciously.
Her eyes were as clear as clear lake water, quiet and bright.
"Thank you for today." He walked towards her proactively, his smile bright, clean, pure and vivid. She almost fell into such a bright smile.
"It's okay, it should be." She quickly came to her senses within 3 seconds, smiled awkwardly, and passed by Qian Liu. "Senior Qian Liu, goodbye." Xin Qing smiled sideways at Qian Liu.
She walked out the door calmly, another day had passed... If that bastard Jiu Qianmo was still staying at her house today... she would definitely want him to look good!