C966 Dog Food Doesn't Go to Waste

In the night, his tall figure looked more and more moving.

Qiao Qingning had an inexplicable thought, and that was to go down and take a look at him!

In fact, she had indeed done so.

After a moment, she was already wearing slippers and a scarf, standing in front of Lu Xinian.

"Why are you here?"

Lu Xinian's voice was low and hoarse