Su Miao glanced at it, her ears burning, and her face turning bright red.

He appears to be a virtuous gentleman on the surface, with his clothes always in perfect order, but he is actually quite wicked in private!

This man... he's really like a dog!

...

In the evening, Xie Qin came to see her.

"It seems that Liu Jiaojiao has already suspected that you are not in the manor."

"And then?" Su Miao asked Xie Qin.

She wasn't very scared.

If possible, she would also like Liu Jiaojiao to know of her existence.

“Don’t worry, you came out with me, so we’re one! It’s just that Old Madam Shen misses you a bit,” Xie Qin added.

For some reason, recently he received letters from Madam Shen instead of letters from home.

The letter contained only words of advice for him to take good care of Su Miao.

It seems to convey a different kind of implication...

“It’s rare for you to come back here. The plague has stabilized a bit now. Shall I accompany you back to the old house tomorrow?” Xie Qin said.

"Can."

"However, Ziji may not be able to travel with us, because remnants of the alien race have appeared."

"It's alright. What do those alien races look like?" Su Miao asked curiously.

"He has a big beard! Let's leave everything else aside and settle things like this for tomorrow!"

"good!"

Xie Qin's face lit up with joy upon hearing Su Miao's reply.

...

Meanwhile, Liu Jiaojiao was enjoying a passionate affair in the most secluded restaurant in the capital.

Her face was dazed, and she was ecstatically feeling the man behind her.

The man had a long beard and held her tightly around the waist as they made love.