Although Zhiyun wanted the old monk to enter into a state of meditation and remain motionless, the scene before her was so tempting that she could commit a crime.

She stammered, "Han Qingrang, you really are like a little goblin. If you act like this, any rich woman you meet will drain you dry every day."

She was just saying this matter-of-factly.

Men who are too lustful are the most attractive to women.

Moreover, when a man like this is alone with a woman, the danger is not the woman, but him.

Han Qingrang sat down slowly, Qingji's face still smiling, "Zhizhi, I just want you to squeeze me dry, preferably all the time, every minute and every second."

“…”

Forget it, she doesn’t have that ability!

Although she likes beauty, she likes appreciating beauty even more.

When she sees a good-looking person, she will take a second look, this is her love for beauty. If she is really asked to do something, she really can't do it.

Zhiyun helped him button up his shirt as quickly as possible.

After finishing the buttoning, she seemed to feel relieved and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, put your coat on."

After Zhiyun stood up, she went to the door and listened for any sound. There was no movement, so she gently pressed the door handle and opened the door.

Coming out of the living room, she bent over and walked slowly along the porch.

When she reached the stairs, she looked down.

Downstairs in the main hall, Zhi's mother was watching TV and felt drowsy. Zhifei sat obediently beside her. He neither looked at his phone nor watched TV. He just glanced at Zhi's mother from time to time to see if she was asleep.

Seeing that Zhi's mother was about to fall asleep, Zhifei took out his cell phone.

Suddenly, Zhi's mother opened her eyes again, shocking Zhifei so much that she sat up straight. "Mom, if you're sleepy, go to sleep. Sister should be back soon."

This was the second time Zhi's mother dozed off. She rubbed her temples and asked, "What were you going to get?"

Zhifei shook his head: "Nothing."

"Nothing, nothing. Just give me your phone. I want to call my daughter and ask her what time she'll be home." Davina stretched out her hand and motioned Zhifei to hand over the phone.

Zhifei swallowed and took out her cell phone, but didn't hand it to Davina: "Mom, there's no need to call, my sister will be back soon."

"How can you be sure my daughter will be back soon? Did you call to ask?" Davina asked him.

Zhifei subconsciously wanted to shake her head, but then nodded: "Yeah, my sister called me and said she would be back after she finished the things on hand. Mom, I see you are too sleepy, go to bed quickly."

"Really?" Davina asked doubtfully.

Zhifei assured in his tone: "Of course it's true, how could I lie to you? Go to sleep quickly, I'll wait here for you to come back."

Davina thought about it for a moment, and finally agreed. "Okay, then, you wait here. When your sister comes back, pour her a cup of honey water and the soapy ginger water as well. Let your sister soak her feet in it. It will help her sleep comfortably and also dispel the cold."

After saying that, Davina stood up and went upstairs...

Oh, so sad, he really gave it as a gift for topping up his phone bill.

Mom cares so much about my sister, but ignores him.

Zhiyun, who was upstairs, saw her mother coming upstairs and quickly turned back. As a result, she bumped into Han Qingrang.

"Weave."

He held her steady and called her name in a low voice.

Zhiyun reached out and covered Han Qingrang's mouth, "Shh!"

With her covering his mouth, his eyes were full of smiles.

Zhiyun was about to pull Han Qingrang back into the house when Zhifei suddenly called out, "Mom, you should sleep downstairs too!"