"Miss, young master," Aunt Chun opened the bedroom door, which had indeed been tidied up. It looked exceptionally clean and neat, without a speck of dust.
The bed was covered with a soft velvet blanket, which was perfect for this season.
"Thank you, Aunt Chun."
"Then I won't disturb the miss and the young master."
Aunt Chun left with a smile and even closed the door behind her.
How considerate...
"Put me down," Qin Mo tapped on his chest, "My feet aren't numb anymore."
She hadn't expected Chu Yiqin to actually want to stay here.
"Deliver Buddha to the West."
Now that he had carried her to the room, what difference did a few more steps make? Chu Yiqin held her and placed her on the bed, which dipped a small bit under her.
Qin Mo looked at his cool demeanor; he didn't seem to want to take advantage anyway.
Chu Yiqin got up and walked to the bathroom.
"Eh, what are you doing?"
Qin Mo suddenly felt a bit panicky.