Evicting Liu Yuan

Ye Qingluan was also tired.

Tonight, he indeed did not have the energy to discuss this matter with Luo Hao.

She had passed Luo Hao.

He walked out of his room.

The snow outside was getting heavier and heavier, and the stove in the study was burning brightly.

But Luo Hao felt that the temperature in his heart dropped to the limit.

He didn't know how long he knelt for.

He then supported himself with the table and stood up.

It had been a long time since she had looked back.

Was he really going to lose her this time?

Luo Hao's head went numb.

He held the desk for a long time before he could move his feet.

He went out the door.

Time flies.

The sky was about to brighten.

Luo Hao held his forehead, his temples throbbing.

Someone came to report in the side courtyard.

"Master Hou, Aunt Liu doesn't want to eat or drink. She insisted on meeting you once."