C131 None of Your Business

Early morning the next day, an unexpected guest arrived at the top floor of Xiao.

It was a dirty, smelly old man in an ill-fitting gray robe. He was carrying a torn sack on his back, and there was a mole at the corner of his mouth. The lousy old man grabbed his messy hair and pulled out a flea. Looking at Weiqing who was wearing only a pair of underpants and was sleeping soundly