He walked up to Qingyin, took the ribbon from her hand, and tied a knot.

"No need to bring the bowl anymore."

When he said this, Luo Jingxuan was looking at Qingyin, so he did not miss the humiliation that appeared on her face.

At this point, he could only pretend not to see it and tidied Qingyin's clothes. "Go back, it's late."

After saying that, he walked to the door and opened it, "Wang Yi, send her back."

The two of them walked one in front and one behind. Wang Yi moved his lips several times, but still didn't know how to comfort the person in front.

"I'm here." Qingyin said, then pushed open the door and closed it.

Looking at the closed door, Wang Yi sighed deeply.

What is going on?

…

The next morning.

Qingyin appeared at Luo Jingxuan's door. Wangyi looked at Qingyin's empty hands and was a little confused. "Mrs. Xiaoyin?"

Although Qingyin felt a little embarrassed, she did not show it on her face. She had suffered what she deserved last night, and her own initiative to appear here today meant that she accepted it.

Since you have accepted it, you naturally shouldn't show any reluctance at all.

Otherwise it is both appropriate and established.

She even despises herself.

"Go and report it." Qingyin said lightly.

Wang Yi had no choice but to knock on the door, "Master, Madam Xiaoyin wants to see you."

"Well, let her in."

Luo Jingxuan paused while putting on his clothes, and then acted as if nothing had happened.

When Qingyin came in, Luo Jingxuan had already washed up and was sitting beside her.

When it was almost over, Qingyin realized that her breathing was becoming a little tight.

She closed her eyes slightly and placed her hands on her belt.